Seraphina didn't dare to blink as her entire focus was on Lucas, who stood in front of her alone.
He was simply holding the hilt of his sword with his right hand, not unsheathing it in the slightest.
The entire training room was silent, everyone focused on her and Lucas: the one who placed third in the entire first year and the one who placed first.
The emotionless face Lucas wore was something she was most familiar with in her previous life.
'It makes me sad...'
Seraphina felt sad as she remembered the Lucas who was previously known as Noah in her last life.
She remembered how he barely showed any emotions at all back then.
He was like an emotionless machine, carrying out every order diligently.
At first, she found it uncomfortable to be around him when she first met Lucas.
She always tried to avoid him since it creeped her out how one could be so... dead.
