"Sir, there is an interesting development in the academy entrance." A middle aged man in fitting suit, called out to a blonde man, who was dressed casually, and lounging on a long, velvet cushion.
"Hmm? What is?" The blonde asked, a little surprised, but quite disinterested.
"There's a Storme participating in the exams, and he is leading."
"How's that an..." The man's eyes suddenly widened, and his demeanor changed in an instant. "Did you say Storme?"
The middle aged man, felt the cells in his body cry from minor shock, as with just the change of the man's demeanor, the charges in his body, seemed to want to attack him, should the man so wish so.
"Yes Master," the middle aged man confirmed.
"Well then, let me see him," Henry, the blonde said, his expression easing somewhat, though it didn't reach his eyes.
A 3-D holographic screen manifested, showing Sean in accurate, live detail, as he faced a Stage-2 out-worlder.
"Is he the rumored little brother?" He asked.
