The higher the realm, the more terrifying an Over-tier warrior became.
In King Orthelius's eyes, if Kaelen could fight an Arch Lord to a standstill while still in the Legendary Realm, his potential upon ascending was limitless. If he became an Arch Lord, the Silver-Eyed Tribe would have to bow their heads and walk softly around him.
If we sit back and watch, Emeric's territory will have a new master soon. And we might be trading a manageable enemy for a nightmare.
Watching Kaelen trade blows with Emeric, a flicker of admiration rose in the King's chest. He appreciated strength.
"Your Majesty, he cannot be allowed to live," another Arch Lord cut in, extinguishing Orthelius's budding appreciation.
"Unless..." Marielle, the King's uncle, interjected smoothly. "Unless the boy is willing to marry into our tribe. Think about it. He fights this hard to avenge his mother's honor. That shows loyalty. That shows heart."
