Chapter 82: Leron Vance (Change is constant. I guess that's what defines everyone)
Above, still halfway down the second-floor stairs, Maya paused. Her arms were crossed, her eyes calm but unblinking. From that angle, she had seen everything. Her gaze didn't linger on Wyns, groaning on the floor, nor on the stunned Thorns frozen in place – it remained locked on Morca.
He didn't gloat. He didn't smirk. He simply ended it. Decisively, efficiently, and coldly before the Pavilion Master could speak.
A faint smile touched her lips – subtle, unreadable. 'He wasn't bluffing. Good… Eden needs monsters like him... Seems like my last year in the academy won't be boring…'
She had been present–or rather–the one who escorted him through his physique test. What she saw then had convinced her – Morca wasn't just a normal cadet. His four test results were simply too perfect, especially his genetic compatibility test and comprehension test... it still baffled her.
