บท 82: A Clash of Styles

Lucien strode toward Ethan, his footsteps echoing with a steady, almost leisurely confidence. His expression was contemptuous, with a faint smirk lingering as he closed the distance. The knowledge that Ethan had reached the High Star Apprentice rank didn't seem to rattle him.

In his mind, he was already certain of the outcome. "So you managed to climb a little higher, Cole," Lucien drawled, his tone dripping with disdain. "But I know a novice when I see one. Just how long has it been since you reached this rank? A day? Less?"

Ethan stood firm, his expression calm, betraying none of the inner resolve that had brought him this far. He watched Lucien's every move, assessing him carefully, knowing that Lucien's arrogance was both his greatest strength and his biggest weakness.