Rasmus walked out of his room after he had fasted for three days. On his way to meet the Grandmasters, the two participants were on their way to meet them as well.
"(It seems they also survived from that hell...)" Rasmus stared at them from behind with a cold gaze. "(I wonder how strong they are to be able to reach this stage...)"
They both looked over their shoulders and noticed the gaze was from Rasmus. The way he looked at them made them feel like prey that was ready to be killed. Although he was being stared at by them, he never left his eyes from them.
They entered the room and stood in the presence of the Grandmasters. The atmosphere was different from the usual, and the Grandmasters looked down at them with stoic expressions.
"What you have experienced so far is still far from over. That's just the beginning, and whether you can learn Primal Force or not, it all depends on your determination," the old lady said and looked at the three of them.
