Ashton stepped into the Demon Slaying Squad's training grounds, his presence causing the air to shimmer with magic. The trainees stopped their drills and stared at him in awe, their eyes wide with wonder as they took in his regal bearing.
Marcus, the squad leader, strode forward to greet Ashton, his expression serious and respectful. "My Lord," he said, bowing low. "It is an honor to have you grace us with your presence."
'Oops, forgot to mute my aura down.' Ashton inwardly scolded himself for being careless.
He acknowledged Marcus' greetings with a friendly smile. He also nodded to the Trainees who seem flabbergasted by Marcus' sudden show of respect for him.
"Are you busy?" He asked Marcus.
"I'm just about to wrap up the drills for the new trainees, My Lord." Marcus replied stiffly, causing Ashton to wince in awkwardness.
