Gojaro nodded as they fully solidified, continuing their conversation as if they hadn't just teleported halfway around the world. "I'm also not sure how she managed to crack it. She said the Angelics who made the crystals could easily break them, so she threw it, hoping for the best."
"How would she even—" Jade began, but Gojaro cut her off.
"I don't know," he said, his tone a bit sharper than before. "There are things I'm not privy to. Sometimes, it's better not to pry."
Jade nodded, processing his words before shifting the conversation. "I see. And this idea for eight solidified divisions—why didn't we have something that straightforward from the start?"
Gojaro sighed, his expression growing a bit more serious. "Well, in the line of work we do, it's common for people to die often. This might come as a surprise, or maybe not, but just because the crystal is broken doesn't mean everyone will gain these great powers like in those shows you watch."
