Chapter 8.2
Rize felt eyes on her as she followed Myong Yeo-Jung; it was an eerie feeling, but she ignored it choosing to focus on the amazing scope of the arena. She had seen a lot since she was in the capital these last six years and today she couldn't help, but be in awe of the magnitude of the arena. It was a beacon of civilization in the world, something that the empire truly excelled at. "Master Myong, how long have you known my master?" Rize said choosing to ignore the eerie feeling she looked up at her master’s friend. Myong Yeo-Jung looked at Rize as they walked to their seats. "Well your master was actually a new disciple of the academy my final year as a year as a student. I am about five years older than her." "So you were friends?" Rize said curiously. "Friends? I wouldn't say that, b
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