Lance's Defense

'He's a Progenitor? Is he really a foreigner?' 

The candidates are all confused at the sight. They all know that their kind of mage does not require any master, and standing before them is someone who claims that he is a disciple.

'He is a foreigner, indeed. Not a single one of our people will not bow their heads to anyone let alone be under someone.' Alicia said as Ven steps forward with a grin on his face, 'To think that another Progenitor is accompanying the new candidate, this is getting interesting.' 

Lance, though he had spat out bold words and showed them a brave side now feels afraid. Surrounded by so many candidates with the same magic as him and his master makes him wonder if he can take them all by himself.

'I knew this was going to be hard, but not this hard.' Lance says to himself, making sure that the barrier behind him is still active. 'I'll just have to trust Mr. Liam's words.'