Daelan's POV
I watch as the handsome bastard effortlessly solos both Kirelle and Korin.
I begrudgingly admit that he's good. Really good.
Kirelle launches another wave of flames, her hands twisting with practiced precision. The fire roars toward him, searing hot, but he doesn't flinch. Instead, he moves like it's nothing—deflecting the attack and redirecting it toward Korin.
Korin reacts instantly, wind mana surging around him as he twists his body, countering the flames before they can reach him. The sheer force of his ability scatters the embers, causing them to fizzle out midair.
The twins are good.
Like, really good—compared to most hunters here.
They've sparred against some of the elite guards at Morne Estate, and… well, it was disappointing. Maybe it's the lack of a truly dangerous environment—nothing like Sector Z, where hesitation meant death.
That's one of the reasons I wanted them. Potential.
But this guy?