A heavy realization set in as Northern gave his reply to the instructor, reflecting as a sharp and suddenly guarded expression on the face of the man with straw-colored, loose hair.
"You are from the dark continent?"
His tone carried a little bit of disbelief.
Northern nodded, asserting with his bland and stern reply.
"I am from the dark continent."
"How-w..."
He stuttered and stopped himself mid-sentence. Wearing a thick look on his face, he stared at Northern and nodded.
"That makes a lot of sense then."
He paused, catching his breath very briefly before he added, his eyes drifting over the rest of the cohort.
"Congratulations. You are the first cohort to clear the rift and more so, the first to come out. There will be a special reward waiting for you by the end of today. You can proceed to the warp portal and go to your hostelries to rest. Tonight there will be a carnival to celebrate Milhwa's three hundred years' death."
