"I want to see what you are truly capable of."
He walked over to the board and drew a large circle, dividing it into sections.
"This represents the hierarchy of swordsmanship," he explained, sketching labels inside each section: Sword Skill, Sword God, Sword Lord, Sword Saint, and Sword Master.
Then, just as the teacher was about to begin, it happened.
"Everyone, students on campus, stay in your classes! Teachers, swordmasters, all of you, come outside immediately!" a voice boomed across the school.
Confused, the students hurried out of their classrooms. Rowan froze. That aura, he remembered it. The same aura he had felt yesterday, the Flame King, Kosan.
"What the hell? I thought I defeated him, but this aura," Rowan muttered to himself, standing from his seat.
He started moving toward the door, but a student blocked him. "Hey! Where do you think you're going?"
Valkira also rose to her feet. "Where are you going? I'm coming too!"
