Liwell turned pale and not just because Lith's words didn't sound like a joke. His lungs were burning, yearning for air, yet Lith's grip didn't let him take a single breath. He was enjoying the sight of his opponent turning first red and then gradually blue.
'No arrays nor recording devices, right Solus?' Lith asked, just to be safe.
'None. After all, there are only six great academies while there are countless boot camps. If they had the resources to allocate a power core to each one of them, the Griffon Kingdom would have long conquered Mogar.
'I don't think that committing murder on your first day is a good idea, though.'
Lith snarled, abruptly releasing Liwell and making him fall butt first onto the ground.
"Since we are going to live together under the same roof for the next six months, this time I'll let you go with a warning." Lith said while Liwell coughed and wheezed, gasping for air.
