"Anyway, thank you for the offer, but we aren't interested. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a trial to complete."
Soren excused himself respectfully and left, taking all his team members with him.
Only Darius and his five teammates remained, faces dark.
"Lord Darius, he is so disrespectful to you. Who the heck does he think he is?"
A tall, slim figure draped in black cloth whispered while idly playing with a blade.
From his attire, it was clear he was an Assassin. A real one who had blood on his hands, judging by the thick murderous aura he emitted.
"Do you want me to..."
"No need. And don't talk like that here. This place is heavily monitored by the Professors. They won't like students fighting with each other."
Before the assassin could say anything more, Darius stopped him and turned around.
"If they don't want to play, then it is their choice. Let's go and finish this trial instead. I don't want anyone reaching the camp before our team this time."
