"Legendary...Soul Guardian..."
Nightingale leaned against the wall, though weak, her sharp eyes were astonishingly bright. She looked at Shadow and her voice carried an irrepressible excitement.
"Boss! You've reached Legendary! Does that mean our team...can we also apply for the 'Soul Guardian' sequence?"
Her words instantly ignited the expectations of the other members.
Rock grinned, his honest smile easing the fatigue on his face.
Sleepy, though still looking like he might fall asleep at any moment, his mouth corners also slightly rose.
Even Sharp Claw, who had just escaped the Abyssal Whisper and was mentally drained, had a wild light rekindle in his amber-colored vertical pupils. He licked his cracked lips and hoarsely echoed.
"That's right! Soul Guardian! What's a 'Demon Slayer' compared to us? We need to come up with a louder title, 'Abyss Hunter'? 'Curse Blade of the Fang'?...and have our own banner. Embroider our emblem on it."
