Perfect Match

These two were the Eastern Kingdom's most unpredictable top guns, and they just happened to be in the same location.

"Hey, Neron… what the hell is this? This power is enough to level this entire Academy—no, it'll most likely spill over and take a chunk off the city as well." Serah said with a curious gaze on the conspicuous Pilar of light that stood before them.

She then eyed Neron suspiciously.

"Hey, it wasn't me!"

"Who, then? I don't think anyone else here is capable of doing something like this"

"Well, you're half right. The guy who did this is no longer here. He left."

"And you let him?"

"Of course! It was his choice. Plus, it's not like he did any harm…"

Neron and Serah were smiling at each other and talking so casually as if the subject wasn't a serious matter that could claim many lives.

"Who is he, then? An enemy?"

"Nah, a student."

"Huh? A student?"

"Yep! He's my protégé. Hehehehe."

"What? You have a protégé?"

"Yep! Got one recently."

"And he did this?"