Half an hour earlier, somewhere in the higher part of the forest mountain...
"Tch, it's just a girl," Gareth muttered from behind his neutral-expression face mask. His voice carried a note of disappointment at seeing this petite girl when he had expected Noah or Vlad to be at the location.
He glanced at the corpse of the Orc in front of the girl. It had been cleanly sliced in half at the belly. There was no other visible injury on the monster's body, as if it had been cut down in a single move without even getting a chance to put up any resistance.
His gaze shifted back to the lavender-haired girl, who had now turned around, her face completely unreadable.
'Is there still someone with such skills in the first year whom I haven't heard of?' Gareth murmured inwardly in confusion. He was aware of the Repeater, Noah Silva. The Crownbearer, Vlad. The Genius of House Starveil, Aria Starveil.
