"Master, this is a good chance to crush that lower realm instructor!" one acolyte remarked eagerly, while another added, "These barbarians are all the same."
"Yes! They can't see the height of Mount Tai!" chimed in another, their voices filled with conviction and fervor.
As the whispers of encouragement and confidence echoed through the ranks of the Hall 68 acolytes, Instructor Aspen couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over him. Though outwardly he maintained his composure, inwardly he couldn't shake off the weight of doubt that settled upon his shoulders.
He knew enough of the man's ability. He had witnessed Emery's prowess firsthand, effortlessly dispatching multiple half-moon magus during their last instructor meeting.
