"Alright, place your bets!"
Garrick stared at the board he'd just formed from metal with a grin. On it, the names of the trainees most likely to reach the summit first were listed.
"A bet, huh."
"Could make a bit of extra money."
"I already know who I'm picking."
"Haha… like there's anyone else."
Other instructors gathered around him, their gazes fixed on the board. However, Garrick could tell their attention revolved around the same name sitting at the very top of the steel trainees' list.
Kaelion.
By now, Kaelion's odds had dropped to a staggering 1.1 due to the sheer number of bets placed on him.
Because of the low earning potential, most instructors had chosen to place large sums on him just for the chance to gain something.
'Bunch of idiots.'
Garrick hid his thrill behind a shake of his head. He was going to be filthy rich.
"…Garrick."
"Hm?"
Garrick turned and found Warren staring at him with a skeptical look.
"Oh? Warren. You getting in on this?"
