"First place." A pause.
"Kyrian."
The arena exploded.
"KYRIAN!"
"HE WON!"
"AGAIN!"
"First place in two competitions!"
"That boy is monstrous!"
"Who is he?!"
Kyrian remained calm, and then the elder pointed toward the stage.
"Kyrian, come receive your reward."
Kyrian walked toward the stage, his steps calm, without any sign of excessive pride. When he reached the elders, he clasped his hands and bowed slightly.
"Elders."
The chief elder smiled.
"Congratulations."
The other elders also nodded.
"You demonstrated extraordinary comprehension."
"Few people could have achieved what you did today."
"You deserve the reward."
Kyrian did not respond immediately, his eyes were fixed on the object the chief elder had taken out of his spatial ring. It was a book.
