Supreme Beast: The Book Of Souls

Dojo

"Nobles sure are pricks." Nux thought when he walked through the small crowd.

There were those with superiority complex so great, they didn't spare him more than a single glance, while the major ones wanted to exert their dominance in some way.

Their stares bore down on him, and some even activated some spells that attacked his psyche. He could have dismissed them easily had they been used one at a time, but when up to ten people stacked their spells and attacked him at the same time, it proved to be effective, albeit barely.

He pushed through the assault with a calm expression, and branded each and every one of their faces in his mind. He would repay them ten folds.

The Martial Hall was big with a spacious interior, and had the style of a modern Earth Dojo.

The dark brown wooden floor boards didn't creak as he walked, and it gave off a smooth shine, almost as if it was polished.

A Shoji separated the room into two. It had flowery patterns as it's designs, and had soft light coming