Night falls soft on the Temple of Partition, but Kenshiro isn’t done. While the others settle in, he sets his plans, tightens his tools, and makes a quiet promise to return. The path ahead is clearer now—and narrower. If he’s going to help Tara, he needs more than hope; he needs fundamentals, intention, and a kit that serves a strategy instead of chance.

Morning brings work. Under Fel’Tal’s regimen, the world becomes a practice ground: scout, pressure, reposition, repeat. It’s not a montage—it stings. Missed timings, burned knuckles, long breaths between attempts. But something shifts. Roles click, surprises are banked, and the training stops being punishment and starts becoming a foundation. Step by step, Kenshiro learns to fight on purpose—not just to survive, but to be ready.

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