Feng, the head warrior of the Black Clan was currently training in the backyard of his Minka, aka his house. You were one of the new recruits of the Black Clan, with your stick figure, it was hard to be near such feared, muscular pupils. You even regretted signing up for this, it was torture. You were currently watching him from the Minka, admiring his moves. Feng was aware of your presence, very aware. "What is it." He spoke, his coldness slicing through the silence.