A Youth's Command - Part 2

"No?" Karstly prodded. "I don't think that to be true. It would be foolish if it were. You're not as blind as you would have others believe, General Blackwell. You caught the scent of potential, and you wish to nurture it, don't you? I wonder, though. That sword that you've been sharpening – is that for the good of the boy himself, or is it for the good of the Blackwells?"

"What are you getting at?"

Karstly laughed. "Nothing at all, General. Either way, I would not knock you for it. I was simply curious to see what was so different about him. Why it was that he was causing such a stir? Progress is one thing, to get as strong as quickly as he had… Mhm, I can see how that would invite the interest of the masses. But you damn intellects have been looking as well, haven't you? That dusty Hod, that damn Skullic, Lombard, you, even my old Professor Volguard wrote to me of him."