"Hey, that's Frevo Banian… He's from the Second Crown!"
The realization hit fast.
The tension, which had already reached a peak, spiked even further.
"Yeah, I heard his strength has already reached Level 3 of Seeker Rank… And he's still under 30! Just 29 years old!"
"He's a monster. I've heard his name mentioned alongside other legends—Drake, Luna, Marcus… Those four are the absolute top of the South Region's younger generation!"
A brief pause.
Then—
"If he's taking action, I doubt that masked guy will dare to do anything reckless now."
The words carried a heavy certainty, almost as if the fight had already been decided before it had even begun.
After all—this was Frevo Banian.
A genius acknowledged by the South's elite, his strength already placing him among the strongest of his generation.
He wasn't someone you could just provoke and walk away from unscathed.
And yet—
As the murmurs settled, all eyes turning to see how the masked figure would react—
But…
