The group on the outside world counted more than three flashes of bright light.
And the faces of the instructors widened furthur in shock at each successive glow of light.
For six lights to have brightened it could only mean that amon had reached the seventh level now!
The seventh level!
IT was truly a high level despite the number seeming small.
Recalling that amon was just at the white core, the eyes of the instructors couldn't help moving to damien occasionally and then back to the direction of the star gate.
In their hearts they began making some simple deductions and connections.
Damien shrugged nonchalantly feeling their intimidated gazes on him, giving them a smug look like he had expected the whole situation.
Silence reigned amongst the crowd as they held their breaths waiting for the tenth light to surface.
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Meanwhile, inside the unique space, damien flicked his sword after successfully passing the sixt level.
