Back inside the Greyson residence, a shimmering orb hung over the sky, spilling diluted golden light that illuminated the silhouettes of two figures.
"Your flesh contains the overwhelming might of bears, while your blood roars like the raging seas. Yet your magical capabilities aren't any less terrifying," Greyson muttered under his breath as he circled the dark-robed figure before him, clicking his tongue.
He could sense he was at the pinnacle of F-rank. Yet the might he exuded was enough to deal with regular E-rank beings.
Astounding. Truly astounding, he mused as the smile on his face widened with every second he inspected the youth.
Until Ulric couldn't take it anymore, clearing his throat, snapping Greyson out of his daze.
"Uh, yeah. Right!" Greyson muttered, regaining his composure.
Flashing a sheepish smile, he had been carried away again.
"Where was I?" he mumbled before his eyes finally regained focus.
