"Disciple…" The word echoed in every mind present like a divine decree.
Even the veterans Kurozawa, Raiden, Zeke stared wide-eyed. For centuries, no one had ever heard the Keiryuu claim a disciple. The man who stood at the pinnacle, the honored one whom even Voidborn avoided, the living heart of humanity itself… had just chosen Khael.
Baek Suwon's voice cracked through the stunned silence, disbelief dripping from every syllable.
"Did… did he say disciple? I didn't mishear that, right?"
Saya's reply came quick, almost too quick, her own composure shaken. "No. You didn't. He said it."
Shigeo exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck, his lazy eyes half-lidded even in a moment like this. "What a complicated world…"
The weight of the declaration hung over them like a stormcloud. The battlefield itself seemed to still, as though the ruins, the chains, and even the air understood the meaning of Isen's words.
