Grand Auction and Mingling

Quin raised his eyes slightly, daring to meet Raziel's gaze for just a moment before lowering them again. "I believe, Master, that leaving them to Reign and his team might serve a greater purpose."

"They are growing stronger with each challenge, and facing these enemies will only further their evolution."

Raziel leaned back in his seat, considering Quin's words. "You may be right. They have a unique destiny, and each trial they overcome brings them closer to their true potential." He paused, a contemplative look in his eyes. "Very well. I will let Reign and his team handle it, but we will keep a close watch."

"Not to mention that there are a couple of other teams that seem quite promising on Earth as well, some have even been scouted already by the Alliance or other forces that are friendly with it."

"Nobody approached Reign?" Quin asked as Raziel merely chuckled and glanced at him.