The pressure of facing someone in the First-Class Advancement was overwhelming, especially for someone without a class of their own.
Yet, Damon ignored the suffocating aura pressing down on him and simply smiled at the fairy, Makia.
"Makia… before you kill me—or rather, charge to your death—I just want to ask you a question."
Makia narrowed his eyes at Damon. He couldn't tell if the man was genuinely confident or just bluffing. However, the young woman standing beside him looked rather young—likely a first-year student as well. If that were the case, at most, she could only be in the First-Class Advancement… nothing he couldn't handle.
Still, curiosity made him pause.
"What question? If you're thinking of begging, it's too late."
Damon shook his head. "You know I'd never do that. But fine… you're new to town, right? Just curious—have you ever heard of Lilith Astranova?"