One day, Benjamin was organizing the various records he had brought back from the Spirit Race's worlds in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
After such a long period of rest, he had largely recovered from the exhaustion of his ten-year battle against the three Spirit Race sovereigns.
He had now sorted and stored the vast wealth of knowledge and special resources left behind by the Spirit Race. All that remained was to find time to study them at his leisure.
Just then, a Black Giant Priest strode into the laboratory.
"Master, word has come from the Spatial Passage. Lady Viola's friend has arrived."
Benjamin looked up and casually closed the document in his hands.
"Starfall's here?"
Benjamin did not think much of the news.
He and Starfall were not particularly close, but they at least knew each other and had worked together before.
The "spirit energy" he had supplied had played a considerable role in helping Starfall obtain her level one training agreement ahead of schedule.
Thus, to Benjamin, this was merely an ordinary meeting.
With that thought, Benjamin rose and headed straight for the Spatial Passage.
Yet when he saw Starfall, the relaxed expression on his face instantly froze.
Starfall stood outside the Spatial Passage.
Beside her stood a man dressed in a grayish-white wizard robe.
He was presumably a Level 8 Wizard.
"Presumably," because Benjamin could not sense his presence at all.
The wizard stood three paces from Starfall, wearing a drab, old wizard robe. His face and build were utterly unremarkable.
Had he been in a crowd, Benjamin would not even have given him a second glance.
But when the man looked his way, Benjamin stiffened for a moment.
The sensation was entirely different from what he had felt when facing Savien, Bastian, and Morna at the academic