Most of the curled figures before him were Seekers of Glory, and despite their age, Holt couldn't help but feel a weariness in the face of such numbers. He suspected that if tens of Seekers of Glory were to unleash their power simultaneously, the Ether summoned would directly crush reality and reach the Ethereal Realm.
"Ha ha ha," the Speaker chuckled twice, "You're quite interesting, Holt; despite the tense atmosphere, we converse as if we're friends."
The Speaker ceased his laughter and looked Holt straight in the eye, "You're an utterly arrogant man, not considering us at all."
"I'm just a little proud," Holt replied as he tidied his disordered clothes, "and mindful of what's called dignity."
"Are you from an Extraordinary Clan?"
"No, this has nothing to do with family tradition, just personal pursuit."
