After an unusually undisturbed night, Ty was jolted awake by the fairy''s insistent voice. "Shouldn''t you be waking up now?" she prodded, her presence a gentle yet insistent wake-up call in the dim light of dawn.


    Ty grumbled, his voice muffled in the darkness as the fairy, dimly lit and buzzing with energy, nudged his cheek. "Come on, wake up. The sun... or suns are already up. You should get some reading done—to me, I mean, for you."


    "And how do you know the sun''s up? Also, did that old man evere back?" Ty muttered, still clinging to the remnants of sleep.


    The fairy nced around, her energy undiminished. "Nope, I haven''t seen him at all. And, uh, well, I just haven''t been able to sleep. I''ve been getting these jitters all day as if I''m about to see something exciting!"


    She continued, her voice a mix of apology and excitement. "I snuck out and watched the sunrise. Or just explored the city a bit. There were huge boats off the coastline with so much amazing stuff. I hurried back here to see if you were awake yet, and you weren''t."


    "Sorry to wake you, but I''m so excited to learn more about this ce," she concluded, her enthusiasm infectious, painting a picture of a world teeming with wonders just beyond the confines of their current reality.


    Ty, still emerging from the fog of sleep, groaned slightly before asking, "Did you get the time at least?"


    The fairy, buzzing with her earlier excitement, replied, "I think it was at least 9am. I''m surprised you were allowed to sleep so long. I haven''t seen you sleep that good since you were a pile of bones," she said, her voice tinged with a slight giggle.


    "Yeah, well, I very much needed it," Ty conceded. "I suppose we can try to finish up about the other kingdoms before this was the only one standing."


    As Ty reached for the book, resuming his ce at thest page he''d read, the door suddenly mmed open. Goey hurried in, his energy palpable as he dered, "Let''s fucking go, Demon Boy!"


    Ty''s keen eyes quickly discerned the facade of rage on Goey''s face, noting the forced expression of anger. Behind Goey, slowly advancing into the room, was a man with a cane and an eye patch, his presencemanded attention. A purple cape draped over his shoulders, and he bore a slight hunch that spoke of age or injury.


    Catching Ty''s eye, Goey, now beaded with sweat from nervousness or anticipation, murmured, "Come on, don''t make me look bad... Please."


    Ty''s smirk broadened slightly as he decided to y along with the theatrics. "Oh, yes, awesome Goey. I''m sorry for my dyed response. Whatever can I do for you?" he responded, his tone dripping with feigned urgency and a touch of sarcasm.


    "Stand up and stand at the back of the cage," Goeymanded, his voice attempting to cloak itself in authority.


    "The retired General Osalf Wilde Cider hase to escort you to Lt Daemon, who is already at the showing area," Goey continued, struggling to maintain the veneer of seriousness.


    Ty,plying with the directive, rose and positioned himself at the back of the cell, his face still etched with a smirk, finding amusement in Goey''s attempt to soundmanding. As the old General, adorned with a cape and an aura of worn dignity, bypassed Goey, he demanded, "Hand me the key, young man."


    As Goey handed over the key, the gate was unlocked, and he stepped into the cell where Ty stood against the wall, following instructions.


    "Demon, how are you still alive?" the old man inquired, his toneced with genuine curiosity.


    Ty, scrutinizing the elder, replied, "I don''t know. I just woke up here suddenly when Yun-Jin found me."


    "Hmmm, show me your red eyes, will you?" the general pressed, intrigued by the rumors he had heard.


    Ty, taken aback by the request and surprised that such information had already spread, admitted, "I''m not sure how to really activate them. It sort of just happens when I''m fighting or when I get angry."


    "If I stabbed you, would that make you angry enough to show me the eyes, or maybe…" In a swift movement, the fairy, who had been hovering slightly above Ty, was snatched from the air. The general held the small fairy by its neck, posing a chilling threat, "What if I squished this flying blue... beetle-ant? I heard you are quite fond of this creature."


    Ty''s demeanor shifted dramatically. "If you dare harm her, I will ensure everyone you love is burnt to the ground," he warned, as mes began to leak from his hand and his eyes briefly red red. The old general, after a tense moment, released the fairy and locked eyes with Ty.


    The fairy flew back into Ty''s pocket to hide.


    Locking eyes with Ty, the general mused, "No doubt, there''s demon blood in you, odd though that you have blue eyes at all. I can''t say I''ve ever killed a demon with blue eyes. I wonder if you were some experiment gone wrong and a decoy by the rebels or something?"


    "I heard from the reports you believe you''re from an entirely differentnd. Regardless of that belief, it''s clear the blood flowing in your body is of demon origin. Pleasee with me so I may escort you to the trial zone. I''m unaware if you''ve been briefed on this, but this is where you will be tested and given an official rank out of 100."


    "This helps betters decide who they want to invest money into and whatnot. Not that it''s of any concern to you, as your only purpose... well, I guess it kind of does affect you if you make it past the first Arena."


    Ty, absorbing the weight of the general''s words, followed him out of the cell, offering Goey a nod and a slight wave. "See youter," he said,


    I wonder if this is the guy who the old man plucked the eye out, Should I ask?