When Adam stepped out, Shepard and the other teachers rushed to him, bright smiles stretching their lips as Nova walked to the arena.
"Last match, my boy! Don't pressure yourself too much, and do your best to win. Just know that we are all proud of you!"
His mentor placed his hand on his shoulder, continuing as greed flashed in his eyes.
"Of course, it's better if you win. Make Edgar spite his riches and honor as an arcanist. Hahaha!"
He giggled at the man's shenanigan before noticing a frown creep on his brows.
"Incredible. You're not shaking at all."
Shepard gazed at his hand, feeling he gripped an immovable mountain instead of a puppet.
Smoke overtook his gray eyes as he scanned his disciple, his heart rate increasing for each second.
"W-what did you build?!"
