Viola was left completely stunned.
She circled Ezekiel slowly, her eyes wide as she tried to process what she was seeing.
With his white hair falling softly over his forehead, thin silver glasses resting on his nose and making his eyes appear smaller, and that gentle, almost harmless face paired with a noticeably smaller frame, he looked like a completely different person.
If someone saw him now, they would probably mistake him for a teenager.
Not the powerful ranker who once stood at the very top.
Not the man who had survived countless battles and walked out of dungeons soaked in blood.
Just a quiet, slightly frail fresh graduate student who looked like he spent more time reading books than fighting monsters.
It was almost unbelievable.
"What do you think?" Ezekiel asked, adjusting his glasses as he tested the balance of his altered height.
Viola blinked twice before she found her voice.
"Yeah… I think they definitely won't recognize you like this."
