When Osha finished presenting her poetry challenge, silence followed.
Then somebody clapped and Osha received her applause. With expectations in mind, the Sage ranker turned around and looked at her audience. But it looked like no one was eager to challenge her.
Osha sighed in her head, thinking it was natural. Her audience would have some inhibitions about interacting with her because of her rank after all. The moment she decided to move on, an arm was raised from one corner of the grand hall.
The raised arm caught everyone's attention. Some of the rankers in the audience frowned and focused on the courageous owner of the raised arm. One had to note that the raised hand held a Stellar Sativa Stick between its fingers.
'Hm. The curse of long and lonely lives turns Sages into talented poets, it seems. At least some of them.'
Eren thought to himself as he processed Osha's words in his head. He answered Osha's challenge for a simple reason– the potential rewards.
