An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The arrival of the middle-aged monk instantaneously hushed the entire training ground.

It was only when he gradually tamed his imposing presence that whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

"Who is that? He looks powerful."

"Of course he is. He's Oron Foyer, the disciple of the Ancient Sage!"

"Ah, that explains it. I've heard he's incredibly strong, nearly on par with Kaden, another disciple of the Ancient Sage. It seems the rumors are true."

"Well, with Master Oron here, I doubt anyone will start any fights today."

As Oron stood in the center, the crowd started murmuring.

by the Sacred Wrym Summit, so security

of hand, it wouldn't just be a

between a few could drag others in. If that happened,

Frostzard Manor was about to throw the first punch, Oron stepped in

a fight, let's settle it in the battle ring. Remember to follow the rules and keep

to Abigail and her friends and bowed

our path? Do you have a death wish or something?" Luke glared fiercely at

bold attitude made his disciples uneasy. Despite Frostzard Manor's power, they knew they weren't

He whispered, "Mr. Harding, this man is Oron Foyer. He's

to face the Mystic Arts Order for Maurice's sake, but he wouldn't risk angering Sacred Wrym Summit. After all, no one

tries to stop me from getting revenge will