Buried History

The coldness in Valor's eyes reached a tipping point, the aura he was exuding made Quonor's confident smile waver as a flicker of fear danced within the depths of her eyes. However, just when it seemed that he was about to do something, Leonel smiled and patted him on the shoulder. 

"Thanks for your help, Valor. I'll take you up on that offer. Me and Aina would like to enter."

Valor looked away from Quonor and met Leonel's gaze before nodding lightly. 

Without another word, Leonel walked into and through the group of young geniuses, his expression not very hurried at all. 

As far as Leonel was concerned, starting a massacre here wouldn't extend his time in the Void Palace. In fact, it would most definitely shorten it. The larger the commotion he caused, the more rushed his time in this place would be. But he still needed time to squeeze all the benefits he could out of the Void Palace.