"You are the daughter of the Chairman of the Awakener's Association!?" I exclaimed, surprised. "Now I understand why brother shows so much respect to the Awakener's Association."
"No, it's not the primary reason," Sister Aisha insisted. "Aryan respects father because of father's nature."
I was about to ask for further details about the Chairman, but then the commentator spoke up, taking my attention.
"With a round of applause, welcome the S-Rank Awakeners of our country, who have arrived here to witness this historical battle!"
The camera switched to six people sitting on large chairs placed side by side in a VIP cabin open from the front.
The camera focused on the man sitting at the very right of the seats. He had orange-colored hair and eyes like the burning sun, and wore red-colored formal attire.
"Guildmaster of Crimson Hawk Guild—Flame Monarch Karan!"
