To them, Watts had just ascended beyond mere mortality, and the sheer intensity of his aura had ingrained an unshakable terror into their minds.
No one, not a single one, would dare think of betraying him now—not after experiencing firsthand what he was capable of.
Liz, however, frowned at the sight before her.
She had known Watts long enough to recognize when he was up to something, and this certainly wasn't just a simple talk.
"What did you just do?" she asked, her voice carrying both curiosity and concern.
Watts simply shrugged. "Just a little intimidation."
If the four chosen ones had the courage to speak up, they might have corrected him—'little' was not the word they would use to describe what they had just endured.
But they were far too shaken to say anything at the moment.
With that out of the way, Watts dismissed the rest, instructing them to return to their training while he turned his attention back to the four, who still refused to meet his gaze.
