Asher turned and walked back toward Lyra and the guards, all of whom stared at him as though he were a monster cloaked in human flesh. What they had just witnessed defied all logic, utterly impossible by their standards.
The Tenth Sun had actually emerged victorious?
And not just victorious, he had triumphed without a shred of formal training or battlefield experience. It hadn't even been a full week since his awakening, and by protocol, he still had more than three weeks to go before he could be deemed eligible to face a single monster in the First Training Ground.
What they had witnessed left them speechless, stunned into silence. None more so than Lyra, who stood frozen at the rear, still clutching Asher's coat in her hands.
She had been by his side every day, before his awakening, and even after. And yet, she had never explicitly seen him train. She knew he was a genius; that much had been clear when he ascended two sub-Life ranks as if it were nothing.
