Outcast: A Portal Fantasy Adventure (Shinobi Rising Book 1) by DB King

Author:DB King [King, DB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“Seriously? Chopping up logs like some hick in the woods, this is my first day of shinobi training?” Andy muttered to himself as he trudged over to the chopping block, a large chunk of an extremely dense type of hardwood, which he soon discovered was nearly impervious to axe blows.

Although he was disappointed, Andy was not one to whine or complain, and neither was he one to shirk responsibility or do a half-assed job when he’d been given a task to perform. He got the first of the chopped logs on the chopping block, gripped the axe loosely, and hoisted it above his head, then brought it down with a burst of speed and strength. The log split in half.

“Not bad, not bad,” Andy said to himself.

The effort required to split the log had not been too strenuous, and he was already able to tell that splitting a log effectively required more in the way of correct technique than sheer brute strength. However, he knew that when it came to chopping the long logs into smaller sections, the balance would shift. There was no getting around the fact that the task would require more in the way of plain old strength and endurance than technique. As he always did when he tackled long and arduous tasks, though, Andy focused only on the present and getting things done in manageable increments, rather than constantly worrying about the enormity of the marathon that lay ahead.

It took around half an hour to split the smaller log sections into firewood. By the end of this task, he had worked up a sweat but still had plenty of energy left. However, simply looking at the stack of long, uncut logs that would now have to be chopped up into smaller sections was enough to begin sapping his precious energy.

He refused to allow himself to become discouraged, annoyed, or despondent, and instead he put his head down and got to work. As he’d suspected, cutting up the logs into smaller sections proved to be a far more strenuous task than splitting already cut sections into chunks of firewood. His arms, back, and shoulders were soon aching and burning with exertion, and sweat was dripping off him in bucketloads.

After half an hour of relentless chopping, which seemed to accomplish precious little relative to the tortuously slow progress he was making, he was ready to take a break. Just before he was about to take his final axe swing, though, his spirit sensed someone approaching him from behind, even though his other senses had not detected any hint of a presence.

“Yasami?” he said as he lowered his axe and turned around, for he was certain it was her. He wasn’t sure just how he had managed to feel the presence of someone he had neither seen nor heard, but guessed it may have had something to do with his ki.

It was not Yasami, though. Approaching him was Ozu’s gorgeous young personal servant, Kishiko. Again, as he had

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