C239 Eightfold Deathblow!

"Ding!"

With a soft chime, a dozen incandescent bulbs began to flicker in succession. The bright light enveloped the training room once more.

"Uh, Senior Brother, what's this all about?" Willett asked, eyeing the securely locked metal door and the enclosed space. Had he not sensed a lack of hostility from Clay, he might have suspected that Clay was coercing him into joining the Dragon Group