"Lady Ashborne, was it? That's a bit harsh, but yes, I agree. Maximus, don't joke with us," Einar replied, her words aimed more at the newcomer than at Damian himself.
"Believe it or not, I'm not the one who has to do it," Damian shrugged, turning away from the gathered challengers.
This should be fun. Oh, how he wished he had a camera or smartphone. Watching Sam and Einar struggle would have been a video more precious than a chest full of gold.
Everyone took their place a few minutes behind the line drawn. Damian was curious to see if anyone had found a way to resist the overwhelming mana different from his. It wouldn't be soul crushing pressure, this was still a test for young promising youths and they had to give them some leeway to succeed at least halfway.
However, Damian was proven very wrong.
