"You're saying this new Golden Feather talent doesn't want to join any Faction?" the tall middle-aged man asked calmly from behind the desk.
"Yes," the Witch nodded.
"Are you sure it's not an excuse? Yasi did have a conflict with him before."
"It shouldn't be, Colin emphasized that he no longer cares," the Witch pondered.
"Is that so..." the middle-aged man replied in an indecipherable tone, then laughed and said, "Hatred isn't so easily let go."
The Witch's expression changed slightly, but then she heard the middle-aged man continue,
"However, it doesn't matter, just a First Rank Golden Feather talent who hasn't grown yet.
Who knows how many years it will take him to advance to the Second Rank, let alone cross the threshold of Third Rank—it's unthinkable without decades!"
The Witch nodded in agreement, but felt somewhat disappointed inside.
