But what did bother him, what made his hands tighten slightly, was the pace.
Marcus had already evolved. Had entered the Second Sanctuary. Had caught the attention of an Ascender as a potential disciple.
Meanwhile, Moon was still level 25, still an Awakener, still hunting for his final requirements before he could even attempt his first evolution.
He was behind their group. And Moon hated being behind.
But the feeling didn't linger long.
'Sword Saint? So what.'
'Disciple of an Ascender? So what.'
'I completed the World's Flaw's inheritance.' Moon's hand tightened into a fist, 'Evolver, Surpasser, Ascender, with my talent, and class... I'll achieve all of that. And I'll go even further.'
Moon took a breath, released his fist, and prepared to rejoin his companions.
Selene and Yara had realized Moon was lagging behind and turned back with concerned expressions.
