“Stamina trainin’,” the Thunder God said, looking down at the mountains blanketed with darkness. After they had a hearty supper of pickled deodeoks, he had chosen stamina training for their next session.

“Understood. I will go prepare.” As Baek Geon-Woo bowed and went into his room, Seo Jun-Ho blinked.

“Stamina training?”

“What of it? A healthy body houses a healthy mind. Stamina is the marrow of the land.”

“But…” Seo Jun-Ho had a dumbfounded expression on his face. He mustered the courage to speak. “If I’m honest, I can only train here for about a month.”

“So?”

“...Excuse me?”

“So, what do you want me to do.” The Thunder God grinned. “What am I s’posed to do if ya only have a month?”

“Um… I don’t have much time, so I was hoping that you’d teach me about something a little more profound than stamina training…”

“Ha!” The Thunder God burst out in laughter, shoulders shaking. He laughed for a long time and wiped away a tear. “Profound teachings are nice. But how am I s’posed to teach someone how to run when he can’t walk? Even Geon-Woo can barely handle the training.”

“...”

Couldn’t walk? Seo Jun-Ho couldn’t move on from that statement. His eyebrows furrowed. “...I’ve never thought that I was unable to walk,”...