1008 Sapientia Corner 2 (2/2)
The relatively short Arthurian Caedes was actually the first ranked core disciple of Soul Rending Peak and son to the Caedes family grand elder. It was only now that Dyon understood a few things.
He had been under the impression that Arthurian was already around, if not having long since surpassed 1000 years old. But, since he was here, clearly that wasn't the case. But, Dyon knew that this was likely his last chance to climb to the celestial realm before being barred from entering the tower entirely. Since he was here, he would go all out…
Arthurian raised his hands up in mock surrender. ”I just wanted to say hello,” He continued, speaking with a cold smile. ”We're fellow disciples, we should stick together. We wouldn't want anything untoward happening to such talented individuals, hm?”
No one missed the fact Arthurian gaze turned toward Dyon. After Dyon so publicly killed a member of their Caedes family, it would be more of a miracle than anything else if they actually chose to not retaliate.
However, seeing his gaze, Dyon only lightly smiled. What a joke, even Asyna supressed to 70% could defeat this fool, let alone Dyon who had defeated her. On top of that, they were in the tower now. Dyon was completely unleashed.
Violet snorted. ”If you even think about laying a hand on one of my own, I'll embarrass you even worse than I did last time.”
Hearing these words, Arthurian's features twisted into an assortment of colors. Clearly the fact Violet lived in the first ranked core courtyard had next to nothing to do with the fact her father was the sect Master, but everything to do with her forcibly taking it away from Arthurian.
Dyon lightly chuckled. Although he wasn't a huge fan of Violet, he did appreciate this part of her personality. She maintained a grip on power, while still keeping a low profile. Despite her short comings, she had the makings of a leader and was definitely a woman who knew what she wanted. Intriguing indeed…
”Hmph.” Violet turned, not bothering with Arthurian anymore. ”Let's go.”
Watching the faction disappear through the teleportation formation, Arthurians fists clutched to the point that blood dripped. He knew this was his last chance, if he didn't find a way to break through withing two years, he'd forever be marred in mediocrity. He wouldn't allow such a thing to happen!