The council followed Ethan outside immediately after the meeting, eager to witness what he was about to do. They walked to a vast field behind the Assembly Hall, a place often used for large-scale training but now about to become the stage for something far grander.
Ethan was dressed in a long red coat and trousers, his every step radiating quiet confidence. Without hesitation, he removed the coat, tossing it aside, leaving his upper body bare. His physique, carved from weeks of rigorous training and natural power, gleamed under the sunlight, each muscle perfectly defined.
The gathered clansmen, drawn by curiosity, slowly filled the field. Among them, women stared unabashedly, their gazes lingering on his sculpted form. The intensity of their admiration was palpable, some even whispering in awe. Ethan could feel their eyes roaming his body, drinking in every detail.