"Don't worry about it, this battle is only a formality, there are few level 3 mages that would agree to a death match, we just have to wait until the time runs out"
In the sky's of Duan city, three figures could be observed floating in the airspace above the city. Two of them had faceless masks, and the last had a blue oval mask over his face.
"I understand, I'm just a bit nervous" Beside the faceless men, the man in the blue oval mask commented.
He had broken through to level 3 a few days ago and was celebrated by all his fellow disciples. His master even invited him to join his secret faction in the faceless mercenary company.
This was a big honor, all his fellow disciples dreamed of the chance to join their masters' secret faction, but their masters' rules didn't allow them to join until they were ready. Now he had been given the opportunity to join.
Why wouldn't he be nervous?