Onver and Sera both stood wordlessly. His red eyes locked onto her pink ones, each holding a sense of curiosity and suspicion.
Sensing that the situation was not progressing anywhere, both silently agreed and declared each other as winners. This resulted in a quick, composed movement in their demeanor.
The change in atmosphere generated a professional air around them. When the air settled down, Sera decided to break the silence.
*Cough.*
She decided to delve into the matter at hand.
"As an elite, I assume you know about your duty."
"No, I do not." He crushed a voice bomb to answer..
"Hmm, can you show me your hand ring so I can tell you about your duty?"
Onver extended his right hand. On his index finger, there was a black ring with a carved dark crystal jade. The crystal jade had a red mark in the shape of a sword that was engraved upside down, the peak pointed inward toward him.
