"You…" said the other Guardian.
Before the guardian could speak further, ""H-How?!!" said one of the Respected Ones.
"T-That skill… Who are you?!!" asked the Respected Ones furiously.
"Me? I am just a poor old lumberjack." said the old man casually.
As everyone wanted to retort his answer, terrifying pressure released from the old man. *CRACK* *CRACK* The nearby snowy ground cracked from the pressure before it suddenly went without a trace.
"Huft… Forgive this poor old man. It's been a while since this old man moved his old bone. Guess you can't exactly go against your own nature." said the old man.
"*Clap* Ohh… Don't make me hold you here. I guess you have a very important matter to do." said the old man before disappearing under everyone's eyes along with the Gram Variant.
