Arriving at the assembly location, Nash was greeted by sacred monoliths in a grand room filled with solemnity.
Inside, instead of the expected hundred seeded talents, he saw about three hundred people mingling and talking around.
Just as he was about to look for Camilla, he heard her voice calling out from behind.
"You're here!" Camilla leapt onto his back, wrapping him in a hug.
Familiar with his disguise as Noir, she wasn't puzzled by his altered appearance.
"Don't be too ostentatious," Nash muttered, pinching her cheeks.
"Oh, I just missed you!"
Because of the cosmic competition, they hadn't seen each other for over a month.
"I know, I missed you too." Helping Camilla off his back, he asked what was going on.
The seeded talents were supposed to be only a hundred, so why were there hundreds now?
"The others are seeded talents who failed the Domain-Level Cosmic Competition over the past hundred years,"
"I see, that explains it."
