Chapter 36 The Interview -- Part 2 Consequences
The interview ended in a thick cloud of tension.
No doubt, many had come to despise Zane Carter for his bold and unapologetic responses.
Yet despite the rising discontent, under Shelby’s direct instruction, the House Drakon formally extended an invitation to Zane. A selector handed him a small emblem, the token of the faction—an obsidian-black badge etched with a coiled golden dragon, its eyes gleaming with emerald fire.
Even so, the gesture didn’t change much.
Among the Drakon seniors present, not one offered a congratulatory glance. Some even frowned openly, as though Shelby had made a foolish decision by recruiting someone so defiant.
They think he’s a loose cannon, Shelby mused silently. They don’t know what I see in him. Yet.
Zane studied the token in his hand. "Looks cool," he said plainly.
Shelby cracked a grin. "You’ll like it better once you realize what it stands for."
Zane looked up. "Where are we going now?"
"Gym," Shelby replied. "Time to stretch those legs."
The group of twenty-two freshers—those who had joined House Drakon—trailed behind them. Five others had aligned with different factions and were now under separate training regimens in preparation for the Fresher Ranking Tournament two weeks away.