The meaning behind those words was simple.
High grade.
It saw them not as opponents or as people, but as vessels.
At a glance, it could already perceive the structure of their souls and bodies, the integrity of their foundations, the stability of their meridians, and the density of their essence.
Either one of them alone was sufficient to house its soul, sufficient to carry it beyond this ruin, and if given time, either vessel could allow it to recover and possibly even possess greater strength than it did before its imprisonment.
It was not wrong.
The tenth prince of the Lionheart kingdom and Renn were not ordinary.
One carried the blood of royalty.
The tenth prince was the most favored prince of the Lionheart kingdom, so he never lacked resources. From birth, his foundation had been tempered through rare medicines, protected cultivation methods, and ancestral inheritance. Beneath his flesh flowed a bloodline that had endured for generations.
The other was different.
