Palpable. That was one word to use to describe the tension in the council meeting room where Alaric had been summoned to. He stood in front of their semicircle table, which had all of them facing him, different emotions passing through their eyes as they studied him. It was quite an intense stare that bored right into his soul. He could tell that various thoughts passed through their heads as they assessed him. Was he up to their expectations or not? He had no idea, but it was of little concern to him, the major thing he was heavily curious about was the reason why they had summoned him, but none of them had yet to speak. Among all of them, he only recognized two people, and one of them was the beast master. Staring at him now, his daughter only has a few features of his, and one of them is the eyes. Not only in color, but also how curiously they looked at people, observing and learning. Alaric let out a sigh, tired of the silence in the room, it was gnawing at him, screaming

Nick stormed out of the council building, following the two people that had just walked past him. “Why are you holding his hands in front of him? In fact, who the hell is this asshole?” Alaric stopped both of them in their tracks. “If you are not dumb, I am pretty sure that you would be able to read the room, whoever it is you are,” he said with a straight face, catching even Jenna by surprise, but she was careful enough not to show it. Nick was taken aback, he had never been spoken back to in that manner before. His mouth hung open in shock. “W-what?” he stuttered, looking at Jenna and then back to the strange young man who was around his age. “A cat got your tongue or what?” Alaric asked, tilting his head slightly to the side, “Since you have nothing else to say, then we will be on our merry way. Jenna has some things she has to show me,” he added and walked away with Jenna still wrapping herself around his arm. When they got out of hearing range, Jenna finally spoke. “Oh, wha

Every single person in the street charged towards Alaric and Elena, only three out of twelve people summoned their beast, while the rest simply pulled out various weapons, ranging from daggers to swords and knuckle braces.He looked around, trying to come up with an escape route, but the plan was a well-thought-out one, and he would have to deal with tons of people far more experienced than him for him to even be able to successfully pass through one. “Is this number really necessary?” Alaric asked Dante, shaking his head in surprise, "You overestimate me a lot, you still view me with the lenses that you used to judge my father, forgetting that I am not him in any way. I am just like every usual teenager that just got their beast at the age of eighteen, with no exceptional skill at all.” “So, you think a kid with no exceptional skill can go far in a tournament? Let's not even talk about the feat you pulled by winning it as a first-year, whether regional or not. My measures are total

The wolf in the room let out a low, threatening growl, enough to fill its opponents with fear and warn them from coming too close, but it wasn’t working on the two people in front of it. They charged the beast, both of them attacking from different sides and at once, with the intention of confusing the wolf, but it was a highly intelligent beast. It moved forward, refusing to be trapped by its opponents. Alaric and Elena didn’t give it a breathing space, they followed in with another attack the moment the wolf moved. Elena swung her hammer from under, while Alaric charged in with a heavy punch from above. There was barely any space for the wolf to move into again, its master was right behind it, and its two attackers seemed to be covering each of its sides and were fast enough to attack from the front if the wolf attempted to escape that way, but that was barely in its mind, as that would mean that its master would be undefended and vulnerable to an attack that would end both of th

Alaric’s eyes flutter open, taking in the ceiling. It was the one of his hotel room, one that he had mastered every single design of and could draw on paper without looking at it any longer. “This isn’t the lab,” he muttered under his breath and slowly sat up, resting his back on the headboard of the bed while holding his head. “Your head aches?” a familiar voice asked, jolting him. For a moment, he had thought that he was all alone. He raised his head to face Jenna, who had an expression of ‘I have tons of questions, young man,’ plastered on her face, but she patiently waited for his response. “Yeah,” he replied, rubbing his temple softly with his eyes shut. “It will subside in a couple of minutes, and if it doesn’t, then we will look for something to take care of the headache,” she said to him, her tone eerily calm, her hands folded on her chest with her legs crossed. "Are you fine with that?” she asked. “Yeah, it is totally fine, I will let you know after a couple of minutes,