"Lucius gave me full control over your training," Kayden was once again, sitting down, sipping tea while talking to the two of them. "The training I offer is a direct bond between master and apprentice. If you accept, there's no going back, no middle ground."
The two were caught off guard by Kayden's statement, especially considering they were the only ones in this place. This short time of training with Kayden had already managed to raise their strength by a few percentage points—it was too little time for such a considerable increase.
"What would we have to give in return? What are our obligations? Would we have to carry your surname?" Kayden smiled at the mortals' questions—it was amusing, but…
"Not even gods are worthy of bearing my surname at this moment." The purest arrogance—but also the purest truth. "Your only obligation is to kill me." Kayden's sentence left both of them somewhat at a loss.
