Felicia's eyes stayed locked on them, the disbelief not fading as the realization settled deeper. She could feel it clearly now, the faint but unmistakable aura only a Master-rank martial artist emitted.
Scott and Ivy noticed it too, almost at the same time. The room shifted again as their senses sharpened instinctively, picking up on the subtle pressure in the air. It wasn't overwhelming, but it was undeniable.
Ivy's brows furrowed as she stared at the two of them, her mind racing. How did I miss this? The thought hit hard. Then she shook her head slightly, correcting herself immediately. No… that's not the real question.
Her gaze sharpened further. How did they reach Master rank already?
Scott didn't speak. He just watched in silence, his expression tightening as he processed it. Over the past two years, he and Felicia had pushed themselves to their limits just to break through.
