As for Eldrid and Keldor, they exchanged a knowing look, their interest piqued by Evan's performance in the battle. They had been keeping a close eye on the young prince ever since he had begun to make waves in the clan, and his display of skill in the recent battle had certainly demanded more of their attention. They could no longer dismiss him as a mere waste of space, as they had once thought.
Keldor's excitement was palpable, and his admiration for the young cultivator was written all over his flushed face. His gaze was fixated on the holographic screen floating before him, his slender fingers gripping his chin, as if he could extract more secrets from the young cultivator's incredible display of power by sheer willpower alone.
"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve, my dear young master? Do I need to crack open your skull to find out?" he mused with a grin.