"Six against one," she observed.
"And you didn't use any magic, didn't transform, and didn't call on bloodline abilities beyond basic enhancement. Just skill and experience."
Her amber eyes studied him with open curiosity.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"Necessity," Jorghan replied simply, meeting her gaze steadily despite having to crane his neck to do so.
"You learn fast when losing means death."
"Truth," Yaudheyi acknowledged. She turned to look at the downed youths, her expression becoming disappointed rather than angry.
"You six represent the worst tendencies of our bloodline—arrogance without wisdom, strength without compassion, beauty without grace. You thought being Amasurata meant you could abuse those you perceived as lesser."
Kel'mars tried to speak again, but Yaudheyi's raised hand silenced him.
"You will report to the discipline barracks," she said, her tone allowing no argument.
