As August faced off with Jarolde at the entrance of the Western High Tower, the tension in the air was palpable. A crowd had gathered, their eyes glued to the spectacle unfolding before them. Although both apprentices had approached the earlier clash as a mere test of abilities, the outcome had shocked everyone present. Jarolde, a member of the esteemed Brander Clan, had been unable to gain the upper hand against August, a Pseudo Sorcerer from an outer tower.
"So quick! He was able to dodge Lord Jarolde's move."
"I could not see his movements just now too! That is definitely impressive, but it is because Lord Jarolde had hardly unleashed his full abilities. Let's see how long he can dodge."
One of the trueblood members behind Jarolde heard the comments and shook his head.
