Fenix whipped his head at the sound.
"What was that weird noise?" he asked himself. It sounded like some weird, rhythmic thumping that came from everywhere around him.
What's strange was that he seemed to be the only one who was hearing it, or else people would quickly get alarmed at such disturbance.
He would have quickly reported it, if not for the fact that he remembered who he was.
"Right… nobody cares," he said, laughing at himself.
Nobody would care if he reported something weird to the authorities. They would simply write it off as the wild ravings of a cripple. After all, that was what he essentially was.
His Sword Heart was injured to the point where it basically hindered him from doing any basic sword skills that other people would be able to do very easily. If he hadn't been practising his sword skills everyday, he wouldn't have even been able to swing a sword!
