"It doesn't matter," Kael replied, his voice steady. His finger pointed to one of the glowing entries.
"We're taking this A-rank mission."
Marcus's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Are you serious, Kael? An A-rank mission? Look at us! We barely have coordination, and you're suggesting we take on something that could get us killed!" Marcus said.
"He's not entirely wrong. A-rank missions aren't just about strength—they require experience and teamwork. And we're still working on that." Aeline said while folding her arms, her expression calm but laced with concern.
Kael turned to them, his gaze unwavering.
"It will be fine. I wouldn't suggest it if I didn't think we could handle it. This is about more than just playing it safe—we're here to win. If we don't take risks, we'll fall behind."
Lira hesitated, biting her lip.
"But Kael, what if something goes wrong?" She added.
Kael expression softened slightly.
