The recall light faded.
I blinked against the sunlight filtering through the Association's atrium windows. My body still carried the dungeon's damp chill, but the noise of rookies tumbling back into reality drowned it out.
Some of the rookies cheered for making it past the final trial, others slumped with exhibition, a few wept because they knew they weren't going to pass this test.
Leaving Cass, I looked through the familiar chamber, seeing every face I had seen before going inside the dungeon once again.
After the whole dungeon experience, I felt completely different from when I was entering the dungeon.
Now, I knew what kind of class I possessed, now I knew I had a system that can literally talk to me when I have no one around, I was a different person from what I was before entering the dungeon: I knew more about myself now, which, in some ways, felt like a curse.
'Aria.'
My eyes found Riddle instantly.
