"This is a bit insane, isn't it?" Drya commented as she watched the demon race she worked so hard to raise being razed to the ground.
Atlas smiled wryly even though he knew she couldn't see it and nodded his head.
"Frankly, I wasn't expecting them to blossom like this. This trial becomes quite elaborate when you accomplish too much in too little time."
He was seeing the same scene as her, and that was what he surmised.
His Neurics grew too fast. Before they even left the subterranean world, they had achieved too much. When they followed Yonnis to the surface world, they did even more, and a mechanic like the Ancient Dragon corpse had to be implemented to give them more challenges.
Atlas' hypothesis was that this trial evolved depending on the level of the races in question. They would face threats proportionate to their rate of growth, and the Neurics' rate of growth…
It had been witnessed firsthand. It didn't need to be spoken again.
