Soren had heard Alejandro's words clearly.
A generation of Saintesses? That's only possible if she is...
Soren's gaze moved to Sophia.
He frowned.
The power of a Shade was bound to just the Soulbound warrior that bonded with the Shade.
Unless, if by some miracle, the Shade and the Soulbound warrior had made a Bloodline Bond.
Meaning that the Shade's ability can be passed from one generation to the other.
Yes.
Alejandro was aware. But how did he even know such an important information?
After all, even if a Soulbound warrior had such a bond, they won't let any other person know.
Don Alejandro leaned in, his voice dropping to a silken whisper that barely reached the ears of the three cadets.
"Unless you agree, of course, to sign a Soul Oath with me."
Soren's jaw tightened. The thought of his life being tethered to a man who treated people like livestock made his stomach turn.
"Never," he spat.
