Great Freya Academy, fifteen days after returning from Oaklum.
Rio's training Room.
More than half a month went by since Zach's death under Alverto's hands, but until now Rio still felt just how big the gap between their strength was.
Rio stared at his sword and clenched his palm around it tightly, although his face looked as expressionless as always, his eyes seemed to be filled with complicated emotions.
'Alverto was not even using one percent of his powers when toying with us… he barely used any technique other than his time manipulation skill..' (Rio)
'Even if several S-rankers swarmed together to attack him… I doubt they will be able to defeat him so easily…' (Rio)
'I need to get stronger…' (Rio)
