Lukas Reeve looked… normal.
Kain stared at him across the stage, trying to reconcile what he saw, with what he knew.
The blonde hair was neatly combed, parted slightly to the left. He looked clean-cut. Like he could be the classroom president.
His training suit was spotless, neat, and free of wrinkles. There wasn't a hair out of place or a sign of guilt in his expression.
Was it because he didn't know his secret had been exposed to the entire College overnight?
Or was he just that shameless?
Kain's eye twitched.
Lukas wasn't pacing or looking nervous. If anything, he looked mildly amused, as if this were just another regular duel. Just another day…
'Just another day where you are about to be ritually obliterated in front of thousands.' Kain thought to himself to soothe his irritation at Lukas' demeanour. And yet the smugness clinging to Lukas' smile made all of Kain's efforts to remain calm fruitless.
But amidst all of the anger, Kain also was confused...
