"Max, this is the First Elder of our Great Ruler Empire. Elder Drew," Lyra said calmly, her voice steady and respectful as she gestured toward the white-haired man standing beside her.
Max's expression tightened instinctively. He bowed slightly, unsure if that was the proper etiquette when addressing someone of Divine Rank, but it was the best show of respect he could offer without humiliating himself. "Elder Drew," he said, his tone neither too loud nor too soft, carrying the weight of humility.
The old man's gaze swept over Max without much expression, but it was enough to make Max feel like his soul had been examined.
"Lyra," Elder Drew said solemnly, turning his head toward her. "You say he's promising, but are you sure he'll be of any use in our current matter?"
Lyra didn't hesitate for even a breath. "Elder Drew, you know me well. I never commit to anything unless I have a hundred percent confidence in the outcome."
