Garion stood still for a moment, arms crossed, eyes moving slowly across his disciples.
He was thinking carefully.
The first match mattered.
Before he could speak, two voices cut in at the same time.
"Master."
Garion looked up.
Rovric and Ragric had both stepped forward.
"Let one of us go first," Ragric said, his tone sharp but controlled.
Rovric nodded. "Yes."
Garion raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
Ragric glanced at the twins, then back at Garion.
"The twins, Dahlia, and the others," Ragric continued, "they've been with you from the start."
He gestured loosely. "They went through the demon world. They went on your adventures."
"They already showed you their strength," Rovric added.
Rynor clicked his tongue. "Hey."
Rynar smirked. "Got a problem with that?"
Ragric ignored them. "But we're different."
Rovric straightened his posture. "We're newer. We trained just as hard."
He clenched his fist. "We want to prove ourselves."
Garion studied them for a moment.
