Rynar and Rynor stood side by side, flames and faint sparks still clinging to their bodies.
They turned around at the same time, both wearing wide, satisfied smirks.
"So?" Rynar said, hooking a thumb toward the fallen beasts. "Cool or what?"
The juniors stared at the three massive corpses on the ground.
Some nodded slowly. Others nodded so hard their heads almost hurt.
"T-That was insane…"
"I didn't even see how the third one died…"
Rynor laughed and stretched his arms over his head. "Good. Burn that image into your heads."
Rynar crossed his arms and looked at them seriously. "If you train hard, you'll get there too."
A few juniors blinked. "R-Really?"
Rynor nodded. "Yeah. No joke."
Rynar added, "We didn't train our whole lives. We've only been in the God Gym for a bit over a year."
The forest went quiet.
"…A year?"
"…That's it?"
Some of the juniors looked at each other, disbelief all over their faces.
