15 minutes to the beginning of the final fight.
Tristan arrived at the arena, his spiritual energy fluctuations noticeable to everyone. He had become an elite rank-0 apprentice sorcerer!
Another member of the Storm Faction had elevated to the elite rank-0 level! This totaled into four individuals with this level of power, making the faction undisputedly, the most powerful faction on the basis of the number of elite apprentice sorcerers alone!
This was unprecedented in the history of the tower.
Tristan ignored all the gazes of everyone and with a composed expression, joined his comrades and sat beside August. In the view of everyone else they shook hands as if August was congratulating him, but in secret, Tristan passed the "package" to August. Their actions were smooth and no one noticed anything.
"Sorry I was late, I had to be completely sure it was ready," Tristan scratched his head in embarrassment.
