"Isn't his Highness a bit too strong these days?"
In a combat arena inside the training manifold in the Kandrian Empire, several Masters exited together upon the completion of a long and extensive sparring session. Despite their exhaustion, their eyes were lit up with a wave of fresh news that had just reached their ears that very day.
"I mean, don't get me wrong," Master Ceeran continued. "He was always strong. But one hundred Masters?"
It was truly shocking news to almost every Master who heard it. Master Ceeran had just returned from the G'ak'arkan Tribe in time to learn about the news upon the very day of his arrival.
"It isn't nearly as surprising as it is shocking," Master Zentra calmly remarked. "His Highness' new technique was something truly special. Just based on the demonstration and testing that he conducted here, I knew that when he first debuted it on the battlefield, it would send ripples across East Panama."
