Unlike the first time where all 25 members had been present, only ten of them were here now, the rest noticeably absent.
"The others are currently doing something important," Cavin smiled coldly, "Don't worry about it."
"I wasn't," Leon replied flatly, unbothered.
"Hm," Cavin's eyes narrowed, "For some reason you seem... much stronger than before, I can sense it radiating off you."
"I was tired the last time I was here," Leon said, giving a convenient excuse that seemed to satisfy him.
"Oh, well I hope you're not tired for later, cause there's a lot more we want you to do, I know you've been working very hard for us."
"I—"
BAM!
The silver-haired woman with crystal scales over her body slammed her fist into the table, the impact echoing through the room and silencing everyone.
"Do not interrupt Lord Cavin," she said coldly, her eyes fixed on Leon, "He wasn't finished speaking."
