A frigid chill hung around Kaelen. Someone less experienced might have even thought he was an Ice Mancer rather than a Dark Mancer.
"Who is this? Why is he in the Core Sect?" Kaelen asked coldly.
Lyra frowned. "This is our new junior brother. He was brought here by a Peak Elder and has already been officially instated."
Kaelen frowned in return when he heard this.
"A Silver Mancer? Is that a joke?"
"What are you trying to say, Kaelen? That I'm sitting here and lying to you? For what purpose?"
Kaelen paused, not really having a response to this. It really didn't make much sense.
His eyes glanced down toward the way Lyra's arm looped through Theron's, but honestly, seeing the youth on Theron's face, he couldn't take it seriously. So jealousy wasn't the emotion he felt right now, it was just… absurdity.
