Three months passed. While the "prodigies" of the city spent their time meditating to increase their mana, Kael spent his nights in the dark forests, hunting.
One night, he encountered a group of young nobles from the Iron-Blood Clan—his former family. They were led by Reid, Kael's cousin, who had always bullied him. They were hunting a 'Silver Stag' for sport.
"Wait," Reid stopped, sniffing the air. "I smell something... pathetic. Like a Zero."
Kael stayed in the shadows, his heart racing. He wasn't ready to reveal himself yet.
[Skill Check: 'God-Slayer's Eye' activated.]
[Target: Reid. Level 15. Weakness: Arrogance, Slow left-side reaction.]
Kael watched as Reid struggled to kill the Stag. Reid used flashy gold fire magic, but he was clumsy. Kael realized something: The Gods gave them power, but they never taught them how to fight for their lives.