Cedrick, known as the "Iron Madman" within the ranks of the Cobalt Strike, was widely recognized as a potential candidate to become a Golden Protégé as an Elite Protégé. However, he would never actually achieve that esteemed rank because, he wasn't considered part of the Cobalt Strike's true lineage.
He hailed from the Iron family of the eastern coastal regions.
The Irons were a peculiar clan; folktales spoke of them not as dwellers in communities but as 'wild-born.' Once their children reached the age of ten, they were cast out to seek their own knowledge and live independently. Aside from the triennial family gathering, which was the only event that could summon the entire clan together, they would only return to the family abode for brief periods, such as for marriage and childbirth or to pay homage to their ancestors.
Despite their 'wild' upbringing, the Irons were known for their strong solidarity. If a clan member perished outside the family bounds, they would relentlessly investigate the circumstances. Natural death warranted no action, but if a clan member fell victim to foul play, hundreds of madmen from the Iron family would exact endless vengeance upon the perpetrator.
Cedrick's exact heritage was unknown, but it was likely he was a direct descendant of the Iron lineage. At the age of ten, he joined the Cobalt Strike, displaying a peculiar and solitary nature. He cared little for 'social niceties,' yet his innate magical talent was extraordinary. This year, he had just advanced to Novice Mage Stage IX.
This was not a man many dared to cross.
Alavin was not well acquainted with Cedrick, much less had any significant interactions with him. So, it was a surprise when Cedrick sought him out.
Cedrick did not look down on Alavin from a lofty position; instead, he sat before him, boldly and directly, scrutinizing Alavin with his sharp eyes.
The onlookers whispered among themselves. Cedrick, who was both elusive and imperious, seemed to have taken a sudden interest in Alavin. Could it be that he found Alavin disagreeable and was preparing to set him straight?
Cedrick stared into Alavin's eyes. "You are not a Novice Mage Stage III."
"You can discern someone's strength?" Alavin was taken aback. Was this a guess, or could Cedrick truly see through him?
Cedrick asked again, "Do you intend to choose Goliath Force?"
"That's the plan."
"How much can you exert with a single punch?"
"Eight hundred pounds."
Eight hundred pounds? The Elite Protégés were slightly astonished; the boy was a freak of nature, blessed with a distinct advantage. If he mastered Goliath Force, his potential would be fearsome.
However, Cedrick seemed a bit disappointed. "In Cobalt Strike, only one Protégé, Brunn, an Elite apprentice, practices Goliath Force. His punch now weighs one thousand five hundred pounds."
Alavin was indifferent, still unsure why Cedrick had approached him.
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