Awkward silence filled the vice lord's hut, and Rion stood before Marin with his hands folded behind his back.
Marin sat in the chair with his hands on the table as he stared at Rion with a displeased look on his face.
"Why did you challenge him?" He grumbled in a tone edged with irritation.
"I wanted to," Rion replied flatly as if Marin's irritation or disapproval didn't matter to him.
"Hah..." Marin exhaled deeply.
He lifted two fingers and said, "Even though you have defeated a squad leader, you still lack the qualifications to become one."
Rion's lips dropped slightly, and he muttered, "Qualifications?"
'There are qualifications to become a squad leader?' He questioned himself because he had never heard about any qualifications... and it made sense based on how secretive the den was with everything.
