"Haha! Moxi! Pay up, that knife of yours is mine!"
A young man with a head of silver hair laughed boisterously.
The young man of the Nourishing Soul branch that had jeered at Ryu was sitting at one of many of the banquet tables. With how things were designed, those crossing the barrier had practically become the entertainment of those waiting for the real festivities to begin as they could see the whole process from start to finish.
Clearly, then, they knew that Ryu had taken a long time not because he struggled, but rather because he was comprehending something. In fact, they had even begun taking bets on just what Realm he was comprehending.
