Kaelen's gaze sharpened.
"And yet, you chose to withhold information about his progress. You chose to keep his growth hidden until now. Why is that, I wonder? Were you worried that the other Grandmasters might question your motives? Perhaps they might suspect you're less interested in the Order's strength and more interested in creating your own... asset."
A heavier murmur rippled through the chamber, and several Grandmasters leaned forward, their eyes narrowing as they scrutinized Nox.
Nox's calm demeanor cracked slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Ah, Kaelen. Ever the conspiracy theorist. It must pain you to see success where you've only tasted failure. I am not creating an 'asset.' I am furthering the power of the Order. The boy's progress is a testament to our vision. You should be celebrating this achievement, not undermining it with baseless accusations."
Kaelen's voice grew colder, his suspicion unwavering.
