Dyon watched as Ri seemed to be casually strolling through endless pressure.
The fog raged wildly around her feet and her long blue-silver hair seemed to have a life of its own.
Yet, despite the protesting of the stairs, Ri had already reached the 5th tier of steps!
The bobbing wills could only watch bitterly.
'In our history… the furthest a genius has traveled is the 10th step of the 9th tier… but, was it really this easy back then?'
The old bob sighed as Ri almost instantly reached the 1st step of the 8th tier. 'You all need to remember that this world wasn't originally ours to begin with… we gained much benefit from it and now it's brought us two youths that will only help us further… they should at least be questioned before we make a decision.'
Many could only keep their bitterness to themselves. There was no refuting the words of such an old will, especially when they were words of logic.
