From the back of the group, Gabriel stepped forward, and the moment he moved, the nearby voices faded on their own. His pace was steady, not fast, not slow, and it made it seem like nothing ahead was worth rushing for.
Several Tianlan cultivators watched him closely, and the outsiders did the same. Broken Dawn's table became still, and even from across the hall, Sophie's eyes lingered on the white-masked figure for a second longer than usual. Ragnarok99 frowned slightly, as if something about the way White Phantom moved felt off, though he could not place it.
Reaching the front, Gabriel stopped in front of the Longsword leader and looked at him. The man's smile remained, but the silence made his fingers twitch once against the table. He had expected anger or a loud response, yet the masked figure simply stood there, staring.
After a brief pause, Gabriel spoke. "Who is my opponent?"
The Longsword leader leaned back slightly. "You are in a hurry."
