Some time ago, in the Beyond…
On the open training grounds of Human City, a crowd had gathered around a wide arena, all of them focused on an ongoing spar between a woman and a man.
These spectators were not normal people. Even the least powerful among them were Rank 3 Practitioners. Many Rank 4s were present, including Zephan, Liora, and Throgar.
To draw the attention of ruler-level beings like that, the ones sparring could not be ordinary either.
On one side stood Arvyn, wearing a sinister grin as she released her oppressive Rank 4 aura. It pressed into the crowd like a physical weight, making hearts pound with both anxiety and excitement.
Facing her was a man with snow-white hair and eyes. Rhys Graves stood still and calm, holding gold-colored daggers in both hands.
"Let me see now what your Path is about," Arvyn spoke as if the fight were nothing more than entertainment.
