"He's going to be the one doing the grading?" one of the Fortis members muttered under his breath.
Several others exchanged uneasy glances. It wasn't just him, they all seemed to be thinking the same thing.
Last time, when they had been confronted by Na, they'd at least understood why he looked intimidating. His sheer size, his build, and the way he moved screamed guard or fighter.
But this new arrival? This orange-haired young man didn't look like either. He was lean, almost wiry. And he was young.Far younger than most of the Fortis team, who were largely in their thirties. Even Darno, one of the youngest among them, was around twenty-seven.
Wolf looked like he could barely be out of school. And he was supposed to be judging them?
"Oh… wait," one of the guards said as if he'd had a sudden epiphany. "We're not actually fighting him, right? He's just… doing the grading?"
