The spies who had followed Lucen and his group were amazed by the fight they had just watched. They already knew that Lucen was a good fighter from the previous battle with the thugs outside, but this one was entirely different.
The two sides did not use an inkling of mana or aura, with nothing but their body. Lucen had dealt with the veteran fighter like an adult playing with a child.
A silence hung in the darkened corner where the spies observed, broken only by one of them muttering under his breath.
"... It would seem that all prior information on Lucen Thornehart is... Outdated. Or deliberately false."
"It would seem that the Iron Duke did not have a fangless son, but a wolf pup... No, this might already be a wolf in sheep's clothing."
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In the arena, Lucen was able to stop using Acting Adept. He was getting too deep into character. It was just too fun to act that way.
