There was nothing unique about Michael and he saw no way Michael could actually be promoted twice in the military academy.“I think he has great personality"Ronan said as he drove into an alley. Aubrey gave him a nod on that.“He has always had a great personality, too bad his wife didn't see him like that, but Michael somehow is bothered about it."Roman recalled Sophia and Richard the other day.He could tell that Richard had probably lied to the woman about the power of his ranking.Richard was just a mere major, that shouldn't even have free time.He believed Richard should be trying post Academy.Going into the Military academy Court room to prove himself, then going signing up for the battlefield.That was the only way after the military academy to climb up the ranks yet Richard wasn't doing any of that.The longer he waits, the harder the chance of him getting promoted onward would be.With all that he placed he wonder what Richard was waiting for it wasn't to suck up to Sophi

“Our loyalty lies on our superior, not you and besides if you never make it out alive here how would you be able to stop us"One of the men said as he came out of the car that was inside he alley.His presence made it eight people that were inside the alley.Just then More people came from the other side of the alley which made it sixteen people that were inside the alley.Sixteen against one.Aubrey didn't know another way this could go except them getting killed today. There was no way Roman would be able to fight sixteen people and at the same time.As if the world wanted her to think more badly about herself, the sixteen men all brought out knives from their pockets, making them sixteen armed men.While Aubrey was shaking profusely, Roman only just smiled.“I told you my rank not so you could surrender and let us go. I told you because I want to go know you are not match for me.”The moment Roman said the words. The wind in the surrounding changed.The sixteen immediately launched

Michael stood in the middle of the ancient cafe, eyes wandering across shelves packed with things most people would never recognize. Dried herbs hung from the ceiling in thick bundles. Glass jars lined the walls, filled with powders and roots that looked older than the building itself. The air was heavy, thick with the smell of tea leaves and something else, something bitter and sharp that clung to the back of his throat.He moved slowly between the aisles, fingers brushing against wooden counters worn smooth by years of use. This place was not like the shops back home. Everything here felt like it had a story, like it had been touched by hands that knew secrets most people would never hear. His gaze paused on a small ceramic jar with faded symbols carved into the lid. He tilted his head, leaning in closer.Then the shouting started."Move! Move! Everyone clear the way!"Michael looked up. His hand hovered over the jar, but he did not pull away. The voices were coming from outside, lo

The scarred guard's face twisted the second Michael's last words left his mouth. He turned to the other guard, jaw tight, eyes burning, and for a second it looked like he was going to move without waiting for an order. But it was not just the guards. Every single person who had heard what Michael said felt it land like a slap across the face."Who does he think he is?"The words came out sharp, fast, from the scarred guard's mouth, his voice rising before he could catch it. He stepped forward, finger pointed straight at Michael's chest, stopping just short of touching him. "You think you can stand there and insult War Goddess Serenity like that? In her presence? To her face?"The second guard moved up beside him, and this one was bigger, broader, the kind of man who did not need to raise his voice to make a room feel smaller. His eyes were dark, locked onto Michael with the kind of stare that told people to sit down before he made them. "Get on your knees."Michael did not move."Get.

The words hit the room like a stone thrown into still water.Every single person standing in that cafe felt it ripple outward. The guards, the owner, the few remaining people who had pressed themselves against the far wall trying to disappear, they all felt it land in the same place, right in the chest, hot and sharp."Which one of them are you?"The scarred guard moved first. His hand came off his weapon and he stepped forward, voice raised, finger jabbing the air in Michael's direction. "You have lost your mind." His voice cracked at the edges, fury climbing up through it and spilling over. "You have completely lost your mind standing there and talking to War Goddess Serenity like that. Like she is nothing. Like she is some random woman you met on the street."The second guard was right beside him, broader and darker in the eyes, and when he spoke his voice did not crack. It just came out flat and hard and final. "Get on the floor. Right now. On your knees. You will bow. You will ap