Richard stepped out of the sphere of light, finding that Grace and the others had already finished before him.
At the same time, he saw the arrival of the Thundervale Clan members, led by Roland.
They were as arrogant as always, roughly shoving aside anyone who blocked their path.
Coincidentally, Richard happened to be standing in front of them as well.
However, none of them dared take another step upon seeing him — including Roland.
The latter knitted his brows, looking visibly irritated.
In the end, he only snorted before turning away.
Richard acted as if he didn't care, walking toward Grace and the others.
He couldn't help but be surprised when he observed Grace up close.
Her aura had changed — deeper, heavier.
She was clearly no longer a Magus World Realm, but a Grimoire Realm Magus.
"D-did you advance?" Richard asked in astonishment.
After all, forming a Grimoire required a process.
Had she completed it in there?
"…I did," Grace nodded lightly.
