Cabrera lay shirtless on a flat stone, with a mana stone in his mouth and two more in his palm.
"Calm your breath"
Frederick stood by his side, guiding him.
Being Black Jaws second in command, he'd ascended to Master rank years ago, becoming a Peak Master four months back.
He would've ascended if it wasn't for Frederick preventing him from hoarding mana stones Ezra gave them.
Alongside planning, Frederick obtained six mana stones to help Cabrera advance.
In fact, he'd thought up something more daring
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"With the mana stones, we could have people break through master rank en masse" Fredrick suggested. "Wouldn't this clinch our win?"
Ezra clicked his tongue, shaking his head lightly.
"You're underestimating the Mythic rank too much" Ezra began.
"Will twenty new Grandmasters, the battle would seem to be more favourable…but" he stared at Frederick "You think twenty newbie Grandmasters would faze Alvarach?"
