With much effort Zax concealed his killing intent from leaking out. His voice, on the other hand, did poorly and reverberate his fury.
Anet trembled and lowered her shirt. She kept her back to him, shameful and sorrow for what had been done to her, the way she was marked.
“Three month ago, my school, Eden Formation, held its half year Martial competition”. Anet slowly recited. “At the time, everything was fine. I even registered to the general fights of the Intermediate class”.
“I did well in the fights. Eden Formation is not the biggest Martial School in El-Eden, but it has the best resources and cultivation techniques and so the awards for the first ten places were really good. I contented against other students between the ages twelve to sixteen in the Intermediate class and made it
