Sora was stunned as soon as he realized that this was really happening.
He knew about Rice already, since he was always aiming to be someone capable of defeating him… It was not to prove that Vale had selected the wrong disciple, but it was to make his master proud!
Furthermore, Rice had started to become famous… He was the one whose aura already dominated sparring matches, the rumored disciple of Shane after all.
His heart pounded, but Chad's words left no room for hesitation.
"You have to win," Chad repeated.
"If you succeed, I will grant you a high-grade draconic artifact. A weapon forged with dragon scales and dragon's breath, something worthy of your aura. If you fail, it is not the end. You will train harder, longer, until you rise again. But no rewards for defeat."
Sora clenched his fists, and his Draconic Aura slipped faintly around him. The promise of such an artifact was overwhelming, but more than that was the weight of Chad's command. He bowed his head…
