The sun hung low in the sky, casting a soft amber glow over the gathering hall where Rank 1 adventurers had come to rest.
Their conversations hummed in the background, a chorus of voices filled with respect, authority, and anticipation.
The atmosphere was far from the chaos Anthony had left behind on the lower floors, here, there was a certain reverence in the air, a mutual understanding that each person within this space had earned their place through blood, sweat, and an unwavering pursuit of mastery.
Anthony stood at the center of the hall, his posture unshaken, his eyes scanning the faces of the adventurers who now regarded him with a quiet curiosity.
His presence had been undeniable, a force in itself, and over the past few weeks, the word of his extraordinary mission completion rate had spread like wildfire.
No one here could deny the sheer power behind his abilities, nor the audacity with which he approached every task laid before him.
