Apollo wanted to say something but didn't say anything, as Old Man Aragon had decided. He could only sigh, steeling his heart for the journey ahead, fraught with dangers and unknown trials.
Master Aaron and the Old Man led the group, with one guarding the front and the other the rear. In the centre stood Apollo and Ragnar.
During their journey, he learned about Ragnar, as he wasn't that weak. Although he was in his twenties, his strength had reached the peak of a second-rank limit-breaker, only one step away from becoming a third-rank master.
Due to his exceptional talent, he was considered the heir of their family, coveted by his elder sister and numerous cousins who had previously vied for the position.
And if it weren't for the surprise attack on City Hall, he might have tried to break through. But now he didn't have time, as he had to run for his life.
