'It's taken them a while,' Noah thought, inspecting the group of six that arrived from the path. Most of the individuals were females, and every single one of them featured an injury. Whether or not they had been as a result of a clash with the higher stage beast or not Noah didn't know.
But he figured if such had happened they would all be dead unless other aspirants had been sacrificed.
None of the faces that arrived were familiar, so Noah could only stay silent at their arrival while the four cultivators went to welcome them.
His figure of course caught the gazes of the six individuals, but no one walked toward him. Limiting themselves to begin their recovery. However seeing as they had basically become guild members, it felt pointless to continue that seeming hostile behavior towards the white-haired man.
