Ria stood at the edge of the training ground, her arms folded across her chest as she watched the group of recruits gather. The Hunter Training program was rigorous, designed to separate the capable from the weak, and those who had been recognized by the Black Weapons already carried an air of confidence about them.
And then, there was Kael.
Though he hadn't been chosen by the weapons either, he stood out like a thunderstorm in a clear sky. He moved with a quiet intensity, his sharp eyes scanning the field as though he were already sizing up every obstacle, every opponent.
Sia's words echoed in Ria's mind.