“Don’t leave any survivors. The less people that know of your existence, the better,” Averin stated as Zane punched through one of the trafficker’s chests.

“Alright,” Zane responded as he shot towards the group of conjurer mages that failed to cast their magic.

The woman that had just arrived tried to stop with wind magic, but Zane easily maneuvered around it with his Draconic arts, and even kicked the magic apart. After he finished off one of the mages, the woman began using more magic to stop him.

“She’s strong. You’ll need to deal with her first,” Averin mentioned. “You need to face her with everything you got.”

Zane smirked. “I just need to improvise,” Zane aimed at the woman. “Trigger!” The black dragon materialized.

The woman was caught by surprise, but still reacted by summoning her own dragon. A dragon with light green scales materialized and conjured a powerful gust of wind that messed with black dragon’s flight, slowing it down.

The green dragon grabbed the black dragon’s head and slammed it into the ground before unleashing another blast of wind that slammed into Zane, sending him tumbling across the ground.

“Damn...”

Zane groaned as he tried to get back up. “You’re quite the handful,” the woman stepped on Zane’s shoulder, keeping him down on the ground. “We have a lot to talk about.”

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Kayde observed the young man in front of him. After the battle, Kayde had taken the young man inside the hospital and requested a room for them to have a private conversation. He had told her a lot in the short conversation that they had.

A well-known family being involved in slave trafficking.

An undiscovered dragon den.

An unofficial sector take over.

And a young dragon user with two dragons already.

“You’re one hell of a kid,” Kayde commented. “I’ll inform the council about the Nero family. You can go now.”

The young man looked surprised. “I can just go?”

Kayde shooed him away. “Get lost. I have more important business to take care of now after everything you told me.”

“I see...” the young man got up and left the room.

Kayde watched the confusion in his face as he left the room. She didn’t even ask his name and simply allowed him to leave.

Kayde couldn’t help but laugh. She purposely didn’t ask his name so that when the council sends someone, Kayde could deny knowing who they were talking about even if they could detect lies.

“Either way... I’m sure I’ll hear find out his name someday.”

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“You lost.”

“No shit sherlock,” Zane grumbled.

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“Who’s sherlock?”

“I have no idea. It’s an old expression here,” Zane replied.

After walking across the halls of the hospital, Zane slumped down against the wall. He had lost that easily despite using a Dragon manifestation. Worst of all, the woman didn’t seem to care about the fact that he had a Dragon trigger and two dragons.

“The woman’s mana core was of a significantly higher stage than yours,” Averin pointed out. “Your chance of winning was already slim.”

Losing was frustrating, but Zane knew that if he followed Averin’s teachings, he’ll quickly catch up with the people stronger than him. “What do I need to do?” Zane asked Averin.

“Rest.”

“I can’t rest! I just fucking lost!”

“You’ve already done a lot today. What your body needs is rest,” Averin stated. “If you want to grow, you need to give your body the chance to rest.”

Zane gritted his teeth then sighed. “Alright.”

He made his way to his hospital room. Upon arrival, he noticed nothing has changed. The place was still crowded and maybe a little more panicked.

“Did they see me fight?” Zane realized that the people in the hospital could have seen him fight against those traffickers. They still haven’t noticed his arrival, and Zane wasn't going to wait. He turned around and left the room, rushing to Melissa’s room instead.

“Zane!” He turned around to see instructor Clarice. “Where have you been? Did you not know what happened outside?”

Zane raised an eyebrow. “No?”

“The hospital is in a panic. Go stay with Melissa and don’t leave the room,” Clarice ordered before rushing away.

“Did they not know I fought?”

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Zane never felt so hammered before. Yesterday’s events finally caught up to him in the morning of the next day. He was still groggy after waking up early, but they needed to get out of this place as soon as possible.

“Let me get this straight... the only people that actually know I have a Dragon trigger and who I am is the bitchy elf, the new bitchy handler, and you?” Zane said as he grabbed Melissa’s suitcase.

Melissa nodded. “Even if some of the people here saw your fight yesterday, they don’t who you are,” Melissa stated.

“That’s great,” Zane opened the door to find the new bitchy handler. “Great...” Zane said flatly.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Kathering questioned with her arms crossed.

“None of your business,” Zane walked past her.

Melissa just gave Katherine an awkward smile as she passed her. To their surprised, Katherine made no move to follow them or even said anything as they were leaving.

“Where are we going?” Melissa asked as Zane began to push her wheelchair. “We don’t exactly have a place to go.”

Zane shrugged. “Maybe we could go to this sector’s capital?” Zane suggested. “I’m sure a lot of people would want to hire someone with a Dragon trigger.”

“You don’t plan on hiding it?” Melissa asked in concern.

“Only the part where I have two dragons.”

“You have what?!” Melissa turned to him in shock. “Did you get another Dragon trigger?”

Zane shook his head. “It’s a bit complicated, but I only have one Dragon trigger.”

Melissa nodded. Both of them reached the exit and saw a group of people cleaning up the mess left by yesterday’s battle. Craters were being filled with sand and rubble were being loaded into trucks. The two trucks that were tossed around during the fight were being towed away in the distance.

“You made quite the mess,” Melissa commented.

Zane looked offended. “It was the wind lady that did most of this, okay?”

Melissa chuckled. “Whatever you say.”

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“Vice chairman. We lost contact with the team sent to silence the escaped products.”

A man wearing a fur coat turned to his underling with a glare. He blurred and appeared in front of the underling within seconds, holding the man by the neck with his clawed hand. “Do you realize the problems this could cause?”

“Yes sir. That’s why we sent another team immediately, but they were immediately intercepted after entering sector 56.”

The vice chairman threw the man across the room, and crashing through a wall.

“You should really watch your temper,” a woman veiled in shadows appeared in the corner of the room.

“Adelaida,” the man spoke.

“Looks like you caused quite the mess, Alrius,” Adelaida commented. “I wonder what the matriarch would say.”

Alrius glared at Adelaida. “You think I’m scared of her?”

“No,” Adelaida smirked. “But you should be,” Adelaida disappeared.

Alrius roared.