Weird Day
The following day had been... interesting, to say the least.
It started fairly normally. Mike got up early and went to his first class where he once more threw hands with the hologram. At this point, he just focused on improving his Crimson Ladder while also incorporating bits of how the hologram fought into his own style.
After that was his Martial Forms of the World class, and once more, Mike spent it studying the material his instructor gave him. However, he went further and actually started to practice some of the styles. Nothing flashy, but he was doing it, and it seemed like he impressed his instructor as the man had commended Mike after class.
If it were just those two things, Mike would have deemed his day as fairly normal.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, depending on how one saw it, it wasn't just those two things.
It started with Edward's class.
Mike had been preparing to continue carving the stones to create his perfect prism, and all was well.
