"My master is gone…I don't know when he will return, and I'm afraid what will happen if I grow too weak while I am far away from the runes he made.
"...he said that…my body…has potential, but…due to circumstances, it can't handle a lot of things," he paused. "And I can only recover when I am there."
Cough, Cough
The elders looked at each other in concern, a bit doubtful, but at the same time somewhat logical as well.
"But… How could this be? Such a waste…"
"Oh no…"
"I suppose… this potential… is a double-edged sword."
In their minds, having S-level potential was a miracle and an anomaly, so it was not a surprise that there were plenty of side effects for having such a physique.
That did not mean they were not disappointed. They were very disappointed.
These peak fortified level and apex-level old men all slumped in sadness, feeling a bit spent. Their excitement was like a balloon growing so big, after all, and Finn decided to casually poke a needle.
