Resembool is just as beautiful as I remember , I thought as I strolled down the wandering dirt road. I almost forgot just how serene it is out here...Slowly I passed by the quaint little houses of this spread out village, belt clanking under my jacket, and thought about my last encounter with that irascible old man. Though I felt ecstatic that I’m finally moving forward, I would miss our routine, that little bar and even him, though I would never say that outloud.
After our last fight, when both of us lay on our backs in defeat, Master Orkan had let out a booming laugh. "I must be getting old, to be beaten by some punk kid."
"A punk kid you trained," I gasped, still out of breath from the intense fight. "Besides, I didn't win, are you going senile or something?" It was true. After an hou
