Aurora Sinclair stiffened slightly, then stood up and replied, "My master says the goal of a fight is to defeat the enemy with the fewest moves, as quickly as possible."
Hector Lennox nodded in approval. "Your master has certainly matured over the years."
Back in the day, Master Aerion was Sunstone's resident problem child. Teasing cats, siccing dogs on chickens—he was an expert at causing trouble, just not at training diligently...
Who would have thought that such a headache of a teenager would grow up to become a Sect Leader and a Guardian of Veridia?
"Dawn Miles, do you want to join the Alliance?"
Hector Lennox suddenly pulled a special invitation from his pocket and handed it to Aurora Sinclair.
The invitation was a black card embossed with a unique pattern. On it was a line of gold-stamped, archaic script: The International Martial Alliance.
