Leon stared at the list still floating in front of him, the soft hum of system energy fading into the background.
"Second place is Adrian… understandable,"
A faint smirk played at his lips.
"And third—Elizabeth. She's probably too busy building her undead army to worry about points."
But as his eyes landed on the fourth name, the smirk vanished.
Replaced by silence.
And followed by a sudden, cold flare of killing intent that rippled through the surrounding clearing like a pressure wave.
[04. Eden Feran – 1,520 points]
Leon's pupils narrowed, his jaw tightening.
Even though it vanished almost instantly, the air still felt heavy—like the echo of a predator's growl.
The Ferans.
Of course one of them would show up.
Today's selection was meant for cadets of the East Sector, so Eden's presence on the list wasn't a surprise.
But knowing who his family was… it stirred something darker in Leon.
