“Cultivator of the Jazva Land, you are strong”. The Kattar paid no heed to Zax’s series of questions. His hold on the whip as firm as ever, no way was he going to lose to a foreigner. “But you violated the law time and again, hence how strong you are won’t be of assistance in defying my verdict”.
Inwardly he was taken aback by finding an equal in the first cultivator to cross his path today, just as Zax was a bit surprise in randomly finding a bodily expert at the Mortal Enlightenment state in the first expert he encountered in this strange land. The only difference was that one misjudged the realm of the other…
The Kattar, exuding awe and confidence from his bulging muscles, launched at Zax with kick on the ground that could topple mountains yet left not a blemish on the yellowish stony
