"Four approvals," said Seberus. "Four out of eight. A fifty percent approval, just about enough of what Michael needed in order to be inaugurated as a Mystic Master."
After all, the ninth Mystic Master was currently on the ground, in pieces.
"Congratulations, Michael. You are now a Mystic Master of the Guild of Arcana," said Seberus, patting him on the back.
"Congrats kid! Now, let's get this over with so that I can start dissecting that touchscreen phone of yours!" Rivet said.
"Me too… I'm getting close with my Chimera studies," said Lazarus.
"I am busy too," Aetrox muttered under his breath. "My followers are asking for a new picture. I must deliver."
"Wait, are you @SkyMasterPictures?!" Rivet asked Aetrox.
"What?!" Aetrox said, the feathers on his neck ruffling. "I don't know who that is, but that sounds like a very cool guy. You must give him a follow and like his every picture."
