As Alexander took on the role of the challenger, Damien felt at ease. However, Dustin's skill surpassed that of a mere grandmaster, more akin to the mid-level of a grandmaster.

"Don't worry, Mr. Howler," Alexander reassured confidently.

He added, "This kid's got talent, but I'm no pushover. In the southwest, you're the only one who might outclass me. The rest aren't even worth considering."

Damien was the top dog in the southwest. Alexander had lost three sparring matches and felt he couldn't measure up to Damien. As for the other contenders, Alexander dismissed them without a second thought.

Despite Dustin's impressive talent and strength, Alexander considered him too young to pose a real threat.

Unlike Dustin, Alexander had been honing his skills for over a decade, firmly standing at the grandmaster level. He was not someone a young buck like Dustin could easily shake.

"Sure thing! Since Mr. Forge is ready to jump in, go ahead and have some fun with this kid." Damien nodded.