Dahlia stepped onto the grand faction platform, and the moment she appeared, the others rushed toward her.
Sianor was the first to move, quickly closing the distance. He placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled broadly.
"Congratulations, Dahlia… you're the first in the God Gym to reach the Perfection Realm."
Floren snapped his fan open and studied her from head to toe before letting out a low whistle.
"Truly amazing, Dahlia. To think you got here even before Garion… He's going to hate that, you know."
Clark nodded, clearly impressed. He circled her once, carefully inspecting her condition.
"Indeed, Dahlia… congratulations. It's nothing short of miraculous that you reached the Perfection Realm, especially without a manual. How did you manage it?"
Dahlia stood still under their attention for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, waving her hand dismissively.
"Oh, come on… you're making it sound like I'm something special. I just had a little help, that's all."
