The observation platform buzzed with activity as nobles emerged from their protective positions, their voices rising in animated discussion about the spectacle they'd just witnessed.
Lord Dustpire approached Duke Alaric first, his scarred hands clasped in a gesture of respect. "Your Grace, that was... extraordinary. I've fought in three wars and never seen combat at that level. Your son is truly remarkable."
"Indeed," Lady Mistfang added as she inclined her head toward Lady Genevieve. "The divine channeling alone would be noteworthy, but the training and intelligence he has is beyond his years."
Alaric's expression remained carefully neutral, though pride flickered in his golden eyes. "Jack has always exceeded expectations. Even when he was younger, his dedication to improvement was unmatched."
