Hahn shut his eyes, took a very deep breath and then exhaled. Peeling his eyelids open, he went to deny Fear but felt a stinging inside of his chest. He grimaced and coughed into his palm. Taking his hand away, he saw the sticky blood there. A length of red saliva hung from his lip to his palm.
“Ah, shit.” He curse having seen the blood, the cancer had begun its work on him.
“Master Hahn, I…” A worried Fear lifted his hand and approached, but his teacher raising his hand stopped him.
“I’m fine, I’ll be okay.” He looked at the pipe in his hand and became enraged, throwing it aside. Next, he wiped the blood off on his clothing. “Okay, you’ve got yourself a deal.”
“Master Hahn, I think you should…”
“I did not ask for your opinion!” His eyebrows arched as he growled. “Now do you, or do yo
