Neo's POV
The moment I stepped onto the training field, everything stopped.
The air shifted, thickening with unease. Warriors who had been mid-spar turned rigid, their movements faltering. The stench of panic, anxiety, and, more importantly, fear filled the space, seeping into the dirt like the scent of a fresh kill.
Good.
They knew better than to relax in my presence.
And Zeke?
He had the audacity to try and rule me today—to pull me aside, to question my authority.
He would learn.
I let my gaze drift past him, locking onto Sky. She was panting, her body slick with sweat and dirt, her fists clenched as she glared at me like she wanted to rip my throat out. A calculating smirk curled at my lips.
"You're looking weak, sister," I taunted, watching as her expression twisted in fury. S
