He hated the feeling of helplessness that bubbled from within. It was one of the reasons he so much sought strength and power. To decide his own fate and life.
His eyes hardened. "Congratulations, Darius Faulkner. You have entered the list of those I would kill."
Darius was unfazed and even a little amused. "Is that so? You sound a little vicious with that mask on. But even without you paralyzed, what can you do?
"It's only the weak that create bullshit lists like 'kill list.' The strong kill when they want. Haven't I drilled that through your head in your short stay in the Academy? The world runs on this principle. Do you think this Great Empire would remain so without this mindset?"
Severin blinked and accepted the rebuke. Yes, compared to Darius, he was weak.
But he wouldn't always remain so.
He was once weaker as well.
"My team," Severin began. "Instructor Ardent. All of them will find me! There's no way to keep me here without them knowing and not..."
