Third Person's POV
He had long learned the value of keeping a few cards close to his chest and never fully revealing his hand to anyone.
More importantly, he feared for his girls.
The worst outcome would be if a fight broke out now, both Virelle and Velcy would be left unprotected and would be in unwanted and potentially serious danger.
He didn't want the two of them to fight those four Silver-ranked underlings alone.
Virelle could defend herself well enough, but when it came to Velcy… Ethan wasn't entirely certain how she would fare amidst such chaos.
Opting for caution, Ethan leaned forward while holding his chin in his hand.
"Alright. Let's make this interesting. How about a weapon? A saber. But mind you, I don't accept cheap toys."
The crowd stirred. Declan's grin widened as he reached into his storage ring and retrieved a magnificent weapon.
The room dimmed as a sinister aura radiated from the saber.
The blade was a massive, four-foot-long black-curved saber.
