The Promotion Ceremony was a ceremony reserved exclusively for Archmages.
Every mage above the sixth ring had to undergo a Promotion Ceremony each time they advanced... They were granted colored robes and a mage's medal!
Without question, this was the highest honor for any mage.
But Karin suddenly noticed what his mentor had said:
"The Promotion Ceremony for two students."
Could Kel'Thuzad have advanced to the eighth ring?
That couldn't be very likely. The gap between the seventh and eighth rings was practically as vast as heaven and earth. An eighth-ring Gray Robe mage could have a Mage Tower of his own. If he made a major contribution to Dalaran, he could even become a member of the Council of Six directly.
As Karin muttered to himself, a rather punchable voice came from beside him:
"Of course it's me!" Khadgar said somewhat languidly.
"You?" Karin frowned.
"That's right. After I got back to Dalaran a few days ago, I realized I'd inadvertently broken through to the sixth ring too!" Khadgar said casually. "I was shocked when I heard you'd reached the sixth ring ahead of me... I thought you'd have the upper hand over me for the rest of my life. Who knew I'd break through myself just a few days later?"
"How did you do it?" Karin gave his "roommate" a look of disbelief.
He had spent every day in Karazhan under the threat of death, with the guidance of a legendary mage like Medivh, and it had still taken him so long to finally break through from the fifth ring to the sixth. He had never expected Khadgar to keep pace with him.
"How else?" Khadgar stretched. "Same as always. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Though I had to be a little more serious when Kel'Thuzad was around... I