Ethan watched quietly as the C Ranks began choosing members for their groups.
The D Ranks were picked first, then came the other E Ranks.
One by one, they were chosen and assigned to one of the four groups, until only two of them remained.
Ethan blinked.
"Wait..."
He glanced around.
Everyone else had already been selected, except for him and the A Rank.
'What the fuck…?'
His gaze slowly shifted toward her.
She stood slightly apart from the others, her head lowered, her shoulders tense, and her hands fidgeting faintly at her sides. It was clear that she was nervous; nothing about her was intimidating, overwhelming, or powerful.
Ethan frowned.
If she were an A Rank, shouldn't she move alone like Darius, their B Rank leader?
And if she were to join a group, wouldn't picking her first be a no-brainer?
'Maybe she's some kind of ticking time bomb.'
