Terre Sol's lips twitched with rage. The ground began to tremble with his demonic aura. His fists rounded into a ball. He laid his slanted eyes on Kyron murderously. Clover stepped in front of Terre Sol with a smile.
"Why not solve the matter as we have done before? The Grand Mother's place is only a day's ride from here," Clover turned back to Kyron.
"If the Grand Mother agrees you may take the trial, not even we can deny you. It will only take a few days. Once, you have been recognised, we'll let you continue the trials in peace," Clover gestured.
Kyron stared back apathetically. She looked lost in thought. Finally, she gave her answer.
"Very well," Kyron returned.
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