They stepped into the cafeteria, and just as expected, it was already crowded with students.
What stood out immediately, though, was that every single one of them carried a weapon, swords strapped to backs or waists, staves resting against shoulders, blades and cores never more than an arm's reach away.
"Whoa… they really are training addicts," Maelis muttered, her eyes roaming across the room in deep curiosity.
"Seems like it," Gray replied, nodding lightly.
He observed them more carefully.
'All of them have power levels close to the Master realm, and many are even above it! But those who power above it are probably in their 2nd or 3rd year.'
He hummed thoughtfully.
[There are three beings with a hint of divinity on them, but their divinity is extremely hidden, so they probably have a powerful god backing them.]
'Stronger than your current state?'
[A lot stronger than me.]
'Got it. Warn me when any of them come close.'
[Hmn...]
