After the talk with Azer, Kiernan and his little wolfie, Fen, headed back to the house, and while Fen went to get fed by Julian, Kiernan went to the backyard.
With grass below his feet, he stared at the lone tree standing in the backyard, and it still had the dent, shaped like a fist, on its trunk.
Kiernan touched the fist mark with his own right fist. It didn't fit anymore. His fist had grown bigger.
He remembered like it was just yesterday when he truly 'reincarnated' and threw punches at the tree trunk.
Back then, he could barely damage the tree, and it took thousands of punches to make even a tiny dent on it.
'…If I punch this tree now, it would fly off its roots like a feather in the wind.'
Kiernan then reminisced about the stuff he witnessed inside his mind back in the selection draft while Dark Kiernan made its appearance.
The light shadow images of perfect Iron Style moves.
