'…what is this?'
It was odd that they would remain silent while Cassian was literally threatening him. He knew for a fact the academy would already have been destroyed beneath Garrick's rampage if the threat were genuine. So why…
'A test. They're testing me. In that case…'
Fortunately, this was bloodlust, not Aura. Cassian's full aura might have crushed him, but bloodlust acted on the mind, and resisting it depended on how strong that mind was.
With the number of deaths he'd witnessed and the torture he'd endured in the Order, his mind had hardened to something far beyond that of any ordinary eighteen-year-old.
Zephyrion slowly exhaled, memories of the Order's training and missions surging through him. His trembling limbs gradually stilled, and his thumping heart slowly returned to its normal rhythm. Then, he lifted his gaze and met Cassian's eyes directly.
The king's eyes widened instantly, and he murmured in disbelief, " "…he actually withstood it? What the hell?"
