Hearing Azaron's words, their eyes widened in shock. A one-on-one lesson from Azaron was a lesson so many people would give up a limb and organ for, and now they were getting it for free. Their souls trembled in pure joy as they immediately bowed and spoke.
"We thank the Primarch for such an opportunity," their tones filled with sincerity.
Azaron walked forward and patted their heads as he spoke, "No need to thank me, just learn well and don't join the dark side no matter how tempting their offer sounds," he stated with a smile, then added, "See you all at the training ground in two years," he stated in finality before turning and walking away.
Zarek smiled for a moment before he followed behind Azaron with calm strides. Lyra, who was also standing there, simply closed the door, and the moment the door snapped shut, William spoke.
"That's it, I'm never washing my head again." He touched his head as though some sort of god had touched it.
