Lillian was getting more and more timid as she was the reason for everything. She would have rather stayed out but since Lukas did not tell her to do so, she followed him.
She just grabbed the hand of her mother tightly.
Catherine sighed inwardly and rubbed her hand. She kept a straight face. She did not care what others thought. She was just waiting to meet the people of her last camp.
In the end the old man stood up. "You want to meet the strongest man in the camp right.."
Lukas nodded immediately. "Yes I do.."
"Good then.." The old man came away from the chair and stood in front of Lukas. "There you go. I am the strongest.."
Lukas had that feeling seeing how this man had the biggest chair to sit in the council. "Alright, let us have a short spar shall we because I am sure you want to see my skill before anything else."
