Bab 183: Bait

While Desmond diligently attended to his soiled garments, Selena lay sprawled on the ground, her eyes fixated upon him, a mixture of disbelief and a tinge of fear visible within her gaze. The pallor of her skin betrayed her weakened physical state, still recovering from the consequences of Desmond's earlier actions. The weight of fear seemed to cloud her thoughts, leaving her in a state of disarray.

"This boy has deceived us!" Selena's inner voice erupted with conviction. "He possesses the prowess of a seasoned First-Class Swordsman. And that raw strength he displayed earlier...undeniably at its zenith!" Her mind raced with the realization that Desmond intentionally concealed his true abilities, evading the keen observation of the Guardian.

"But I...I witnessed it," she muttered under her breath. "There's more to this..."