[Oh, I’m so scared]

As Kael loomed silently above, eyes gleaming behind his red mask,

Yue's voice whispered just beside his ear—calm, but pointed.

"Both are Rank 3. You sure you can handle them?"

Kael didn't even blink.

"With ease."

Yue snorted.

"Right.

Overconfidence looks cute on you.

Just a shame your beloved murder-goblin pet Venom isn't here to bail your ass out."

Kael chuckled under his breath.

A quiet, amused sound.

"Please. I've almost mastered ten percent of Dream Dance. Besides…"

His gaze slid toward the struggling elves below.

"They're injured. This isn't even sparring. It's stress relief."

Still, the mention of Venom tugged at something in his mind.

He imagined the slime currently loose in the castle—probably devouring an alchemy lab or converting the armory into a biohazard playground.

A slow smile tugged under the mask.

He'd catch up with that chaos later.