As the conditions of the trial were laid out and Elijah and William stepped back, Dean clicked his tongue and muttered,
"Those are some tough conditions."
The fight's condition was to break his defense. Hearing Dean's mutterings, I turned to look at him.
"Are they?"
"Mhm, they're pretty tough."
"Why?"
"Have you never heard of him? He's a pretty talented rookie we've raised in our Guild. Homegrown and all that..."
"Oh."
I turned to look at the glass with a frown. My gaze fell on the young man who was holding onto the shield. His frame was rather skinny. Unbefitting of someone who was supposed to be a tanker.
However, when I thought back on Olivia's frame, I knew that appearances were deceiving.
"Just think of him as a second Olivia."
I blinked.
"...He's that good?"
"Not quite there yet, but... He's been at it for a short period of time than her. He's certainly very talented."
