“He’s fine, Gabby, just down in the Shadow Realm; we both are okay. He isn’t with me because he didn’t have a way to get through the Barrier since he burned all his Mana during our fight.” While he spoke, Cynrik’s eyes met those of Benny, Melody, and Kurza before looking away and toward Maeve and the Sanford Couple.

“I will explain in deeper detail later, but I’ve got a few things to do for now.” Shaking off the koala-like grasp Selene had on his arm, Cynrik walked over to Jessup, who, for some reason, appeared younger, with better posture and more muscle definition.

“You look good, Old Man; of everyone I interact with regularly, you were the last person I thought would be hiding the full extent of their strength.” With a smirk, Cynrik suddenly threw a swift jab at Jessup’s face, only for it to be easily caught by the Old man, who now looked middle-aged.

“Wow, it’s almost like I expected you to push your luck.” Rolling his eyes, Jessup twisted Cynrik’s fist and pinned him to the ground easily before gently flinging him across the room, where he slammed into the wall.

Then, with a loud thud, and an obnoxious laugh, Cynrik bounced back to his feet and dusted himself off.

“Had to give it a shot; it’s not every day I get the opportunity to walk away from attacking a Great and Mighty….” However, as Cynrik was about to finish his statement by saying “Tier-6 being,” a band of Bright Orange Mana sealed his mouth like a gag.

“Enough; say anything more, and there will be consequences not even I can stop.” Then, with a wave of his hand indicating Cynrik to follow him, Jessup turned and walked away, heading toward the stairway to the training room.

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The interaction between the two stunned everyone in the room, especially Selene, who knew her boyfriend’s way of thinking well enough that she predicted his train of thought relatively quickly.

From the moment Jessup erupted with the strange particles, she knew he was strong, but for the man to silence Cynrik when he was about to say it out loud was shocking.

With a sigh, Selene understood she was pushing her luck by wanting to tag along. Even so, she didn’t let it bother her too much because although Cynrik’s mouth was physically sealed, that didn’t stop him from complaining into the mind link.

That heavy-handed old fogey, I can’t believe he shut me up. What the ** is this ** made out of? It’s like Fire Mana, but not at the same time. He complained while following Jessup in silence. His hands constantly grabbed at the Mana construct, but the particles dug deeper into his flesh every time he pulled.

Darling, what were you going to say? Sitting back down on the couch while crossing her left leg over her right, Selene spoke, causing Cynrik to stop messing with the band of Mana over his mouth. With the idea that Cynrik was about to leak some vital information, she knew it was better to ask in the mind link.

Hm, oh, Jessup is Tier-6; my estimates were pretty much spot on too; he is just shy of reaching Mid-Tier-6. Those Gold and Blue particles are a side effect of using the Divinity Stat you unlock at Peak-Tier-5. Using a casual tone, Cynrik began spilling everything he had learned about the Sixth Tier, including his observations of the Divinity Particles.

By the time he reached the training room, Cynrik had finished his in-depth analysis of the Divinity Stat and their subsequent particles, rendering Selene speechless at the same time.

Gotta go, Ma Petite, I have to drag up a bunch of useless dead weight from the shadow realm so Brancie and I can heal them. With that said, Cynrik directed his attention toward Jessup as the man walked to the center of the room and spun around to face him.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Selene’s body trembled in pleasure upon hearing Cynrik’s use of her beloved nickname. The young lady even clenched her thighs together, today had been filled with a roller coaster of emotions, and now that he was back and out of harm’s way, Selene felt a rush of lust-filled endorphins surge through every inch of her body.

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With a wave of his hand, Jessup spread new Divine Particles, isolating the room from outsiders.

“Lithlen and Viktor?” He asked.

“Viktor ate a full power blackhole to the chest and was disintegrated instantly upon impact; there wasn’t even a speck of dust left afterward. As for Lithlen,” pausing, Cynrik withdrew his grandfather’s decapitated head from his inventory and tossed it on the floor before Jessup, causing the man to frown.

He had always known about how ruthless Cynrik could be, and the young man appeared apathetic to anything that wasn’t considered his family.

“Take it back; I am not perverted enough to take trophies of those I fell in battle; that seems to be your thing.”

“Tsk,” clicking his tongue, Cynrik slung out a string of Umbra Mana, caught the head, pulled it toward him, and stowed it back in his inventory.

“I take it the disappearing bodies was you and Brance’s work? Where are they now, and how are the casualties?” Expertly controlling the conversation, Jessup brought up the reason he pulled Cynrik away from the living room.

“That, well, you know how my brother is, Mr. Kind and Selfless. We knocked out anyone awake with Geralt’s assistance, and so long as they were breathing, I pulled them down into the Shadow Realm, where Geralt and Brance stored them in an isolated Spatial Cube.”

“Everyone is in rough condition but alive for now, including the Governess. Due to the nature of the environment presented by the Shadow Realm, Brance could only do so much to help them since he burned all his Light and HolyFire Mana during the fight with Lithlen.”

Kneeling, Cynrik placed his outstretched left palm on the training room floor while continuing to speak.

“I took care of the cleansing of the Death Mana and healing the injuries of the Governess; however, her Codex has been deeply infiltrated by those pesky Death Particles. Since I had no reasonable way of clearing it, I was forced to isolate her Codex with my Umbra Mana, suppressing the particles into a paralyzed state for the time being. Still, it’s only a temporary fix, and why I left the Shadow Realm.”

“By the way, those Divine Particles seeped through the Barrier between realms and subjected us to 22g of pressure at ground zero. Luckily Brance and I both have a high enough resistance, 20g, so we were somewhat alright, albeit strained.”

“The problem is, the Spatial Cube couldn’t sustain that much pressure, so I took the liberty of flying it away, which was no easy task. The sheer amount of Mana I burned to have enough output thrust even to get the damn thing airborne and moving was ridiculous.”

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