Lucian turned his back on the red-haired flame user, the image of the smoldering Frost Tiger carcass fading from his immediate thoughts. Julius was powerful, undoubtedly one of the top contenders in this batch of freshmen, but dwelling on potential rivals was a waste of energy.
He picked up his pace, jogging away from the clearing where the battle had taken place. The rocky terrain of the 25-kilometer zone offered little cover, just jagged formations and sparse, hardy bushes. He went through it with ease, his enhanced agility allowing him to leap across massive crevices effortlessly.
