Chapter 181.2 - Why should I

The soft glow of Ethan's tablet illuminated the otherwise dark room, casting flickering shadows on the walls. His room was small but meticulously organized—training gear neatly stacked in one corner, books and notes spread out on the desk. The faint hum of the academy's automated systems filtered through the silence, but Ethan paid no attention to it. 

His hazel eyes were fixed on the screen, unblinking. The video played for what felt like the hundredth time, but the weight in his chest hadn't lessened. 

Astron was in the center of the screen, bloodied and beaten, surrounded by Victor Langley and his lackeys. Ethan's jaw clenched as he watched the first punch land, the sickening crack reverberating in his mind like an echo. 

The young man with black hair and purple eyes didn't fight back. He didn't even flinch. He simply endured, his silence speaking volumes in a way no words ever could.