The Three Great Slaughters

Olivia nodded once more, her curiosity getting the best of her. She examined Orion from head to toe, her keen eyesight picking up on an interesting detail. No matter how many times she looked at him, she couldn't detect his presence through her magical energy. 

If it weren't for her sharp senses, which she had honed over the years, or her eyes, she could easily believe that someone relying solely on their magical energy would have a hard time detecting Orion.

"It seems that we have a lot waiting for us outside of this mountain, which makes me wonder if our Clan Heirs are indeed weaker than those of similar age outside the mountain, or if you are just the odd one?" Olivia asked, delicately broaching an issue that had been nagging at her.

Orion, perceptive as ever, had grasped her intention from the start. Instead of offering a response, he chose to remain silent.