Octavia's eyes continued to track Rhys with absolute calm.
A faint expression crossed her features, but her overall bearing remained unchanged. She had expected this outcome. She had known that Rhys would demonstrate his contracted state power during the Finals.
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King Maelor's hand was pressed against his chest. His breathing had become irregular. He was processing the power display with the recognition of someone understanding that his bastard son possessed an ability that no one knew of.
His Council had lies to him, but most importantly, his son has become league's stronger than he was months ago.
His bastard son was stronger than anyone at Cordelia Academy. His bastard son was operating at a level that made him think twice about what his son had to endure to make it to this point.
His bastard son was, in fact, a living weapon.
His bastard son was the product of Jack Kaiser's training.
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The arena remained silent.
