Even Malrik Azven, who had lived for over 100 years, was still stuck at Rank 2. But Adyr? He was far too young, too fresh—and already on the verge of breaking into Rank 3.
Liora Virell found herself caught between pride and unease.
Such rapid progress, especially in someone so young, was utterly unheard of in the Outer Region. Even in the Midlands, she doubted many could match this level of monstrous talent—perhaps only the direct descendants of the ruling empires.
We need to protect him at all costs.
Her brow furrowed, and her sense of resolve deepened. The young man sitting across from her wasn't just promising—he might very well be the only key left to the Velari race's resurgence.
Masking the storm within, Liora offered a calm, reassuring smile and spoke gently.
"The news isn't all bad. I'd say... one good, one not-so-good. Which do you want first?"
