89 The Soul and its Strength

No, calm down. Yun Lei said to himself while taking deep breaths. Panicking while thinking about what could happen would do him no good. In fact, it would only cause him more harm. 

So, what if he wasn't even worth being called a pile of dogshit? He was surely worth being at least something. Perhaps a pebble and, if not even that, he could at least be a few grains of sand. 

Although these things could never directly compete with the heavens, they all had their own usages. A pebble could be used to trip someone and a few grains of sand could be thrown into someone's eyes, creating a window of opportunity for a fatal strike. It was all a matter of applying the tools one had effectively and with the proper timing.