If Kael was asked about supporting Martina, he really had no interest. The battle of the Royal was brutal, and no one could say who would win. For him, it was just a hassle. Still, he had come here for three reasons.
The first was to let his men gain experience in real combat. The second was a favor he owed Martina, for she had once saved Lyria which he couldn't refute.Also it's better to use the favour now then later.
The third and most crucial reason was Adele. He wanted to face her, to beat her down. Who knew when another opportunity would come if he let this pass? That was his true motive.
Yet fate had brought him something unexpected.
"So you all are here."
The voice cut through the air. Everyone turned their eyes toward the golden-haired man. He walked forward with steady steps, his presence calm but heavy.
His sharp gaze swept across the group, assessing them in silence. He paused for a moment, then spoke again.
"Two S-rank… and one A-rank who might reach S-rank soon."
