After Darian stepped away from the High Elder, all the nearby Elders moved in sync. They captured everyone involved in that mess and dragged them away. As for the High Elder, he was escorted off by them to make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
In just a few minutes, everything was handled and the hall was empty, leaving only Elder Aberrant, who stared silently at Darian.
Darian turned to him without showing any emotion: "What is it? You told me to go in and look for the instructor... but I saw the commotion with this exam and went to ask. In the end, I ended up registering. I don't think I broke any rules, right?"
The Elder sighed. Who could've predicted that a brand-new disciple would be dumb enough to try becoming an instructor? There was no precedent... but technically, any disciple could try.
At that moment, a figure quickly entered the hall. It was a short Fiendgod with a humanoid look and a sturdy build.
