As those above laughed and made their bets…
Down below, the dark forest began to light up as the groove where Damian and Lyra Veyrin were hiding started to tremble. Lyra peeked her head out and shook it in exasperation.
"Just when I was about to get something good out of you, they start changing the environment. Say, what do I have to do to actually earn your trust? All your answers so far have been shallow, while I've spilled a lot."
…!
Damian turned to look at her just as the temperature around them started climbing, a crimson hue bleeding in from the distance.
Yeah.
She'd told him a lot- about the ZENTHRA Beast Trials, the Trial Guardians, even how the Interstellar Beast Masters were organized.
How even among Beast Masters, there was a clear division between Stackborn and Glassblood.
Discrimination ran deep. It didn't vanish just because you were in some elite program.