I gritted my teeth in frustration and punched at the air, even though there was nothing there to hit. My fist cut through the space in front of me before I slowly lowered my arm.
"Damnit!"
It pissed me off that, despite how powerful I had become, there were still so many things that could screw me over. I could crush most enemies that stood in my way, yet all it took was one unknown ability or some trick I didn't understand to turn the situation against me completely.
The clan was under attack.
And I wasn't there.
Once again.
My jaw tightened as the thought settled in.
At this point, it was starting to feel like it was always the case. Whenever the things I valued were in danger, something would inevitably happen to drag me away from them, leaving me unable to do anything while the people I cared about were forced to face the consequences without me.
I clenched my fists until my knuckles tightened.
I didn't understand it.
