[Dragon Empire - Academy's Dungeon Hall.]
The red light of the dungeon gate pulsed with a rhythmic menace, casting long, bloody shadows across the anxious faces in the hall.
"It seems that old woman have gotten a student." Hayatobi said, staring at the gateway before them, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a contemplative silence.
"Old woman? You mean---" Gaga muttered, his eyes widening as he made the connection.
"Yes, the master teacher in the Sword empire. The only one whose strength rivals mine." Hayatobi answered. His voice carried a note of rare respect. In the hierarchy of power within the Three Empires, few stood at the pinnacle. To find an equal was both a joy and a threat.
"Wow... Who is this lucky person?" Merlot asked, genuinely curious. The "Old Woman" of the Sword Empire was notorious for refusing disciples for decades.
