Can You Really?

Theron could feel a tension in the air. As he moved, he listened to conversations from time to time. But it was difficult to pick up most when his presence was like a magnet.

Every time he passed by a group, their conversations would lag, their gazes falling to him either subtly or not so subtly.

By now, most in the Sect knew what his face looked like. Unlike Tenn, who hadn't been aware at the start, there wasn't a single soul that didn't know that he was the very same Theron who killed their number one ranked outer disciple.

Yet, before they could even mourn that, he had suddenly leapfrogged over all of their heads, becoming the first Chosen.

This blow was lessened considerably thanks to Thessa and Ironvale, but it wasn't something that they would easily get over nonetheless.

At some point, Theron coincidentally ran into the young woman that helped him out on his first day, but she quickly looked away.