The words caught attention immediately.
Damien's eyes widened slightly, genuine curiosity entering his expression as he tilted his head.
Around them, several of the other instructors stiffened, their brows furrowing as they turned toward Lidran, sensing that whatever he was about to say was not insignificant.
"What is that?" Damien asked.
Lidran's lips curled into a confident smirk, his gaze sweeping over Damien from head to toe before settling firmly on his face.
"I'm such a great instructor," he said, voice brimming with self-assurance, "and you're such a great student. So why not make things simple?"
He leaned in just a little, lowering his voice as if sharing something generous rather than calculated.
"Why not let me be your personal instructor?"
The air around them shifted, and a wave of gasps rippled through the training ground the moment Lidran's words settled in.
Among the instructors, reactions were far more immediate and far less innocent.
