Every single one of their expressions shifted. 'Master rank!' They all thought in their heads. They immediately knew that whatever they planned or did would be futile in front of this overwhelming strength.
A middle-aged man of commanding presence landed in front of the trainees. He donned a black robe that seemed to absorb all the light around him, giving him an aura of mysterious authority.
His piercing gaze spoke of years of experience and wisdom in the ways of the world, and his aura exuded an air of calculated confidence.
Behind him stood three expert-ranked individuals. The first man, shrouded in a purple robe with his face concealed, emanated an eerie energy that sent shivers down the spines of those around him.
The woman among them wore a malevolent grin that stretched from ear to ear; she was obviously delighted that she had encountered the trainees. Her eyes glittered with a hunger for combat, and her enthusiasm was unsettling, to say the least.
