Around him, more and more apprentices flocked to the square as the news continued to spread.
Colin stepped forward at just the right moment. He walked up to the Cyclops's foot—or more accurately, next to one of its toes. By contrast, he wasn't even half as tall as the Golem's instep. But his voice was loud, piercing through the noise of the square.
"Fellow students, esteemed visitors, welcome to the New Western twenty-fifth-anniversary special exhibition!" Colin pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and held up a voice-amplifying Rune board. "The Golem you see before you is codenamed 'One-Eyed Giant Cyclops.' It is the second High-level War Golem independently researched and manufactured by the founder of New Western, Lord Allen Wesren, during the Plane battlefield expansion led by the Ring City Alliance."
Gasps rang out from the crowd. The second meant there was a first.
