The conclusion of the Third Trial spread through Bentram's capital faster than wildfire through a dry forest.
By sunset, taverns discussed it. Even the merchants who didn't bother with such events were talking about it.
The adult nobles who hadn't stepped foot inside an academy in years were debating the matter.
Thane Ironforge's name was on their lips. The giant who had shattered Donovan Young. The monster who had defeated Etno Kamsi. And the fool who got lost in a maze.
The stories changed depending on who told them. Some claimed he possessed monstrous talent but lacked a brain. Others insisted his victory against Etno had been pure luck.
Many praised his strength while mocking his inability to navigate a forest. The common people found the entire matter amusing.
The academy principals found it far more complicated.
Because regardless of how foolish the giant appeared, none of them could erase what they had witnessed with their own eyes.
