Wolfe watched as the tiny Faerie stabilized back into a solid form and then began to race around the room in celebration, no longer hampered by the mana fog that was rapidly fading from the room as everyone's advancements finished.
There was still a heavy draw from his reserves as the Pentacles balanced themselves, with the newest two nearly equal to each other but far behind the level of the first three.
The outliers were the two Elves, who boosted the average for the Fae pentacle to nearly a full Rank ahead of the humans, with the Fae Pentacle sitting at low Rank Six, to the human group's mid Rank Five.
"This is going to be awesome." Wolfe laughed as he realized what he had done.