*Tlucktuntuntuntun...*
As soon as Gakrid and Rovitel made it to the island, the gate in the distance began to open. From behind, several cultivators, seemingly part of the top brass of the academy, began to make their way to the new students.
Once again, they could have just gone around the gate, but this was the rule agreed long ago between the countries sustaining the academy.
Looking at them, Roan noticed there weren't many, just around twenty or so. Compared to the enormous crowd behind, it was weird that so few of them would come to talk to the new students. It was especially so since there were so many Golden Radiance participants this time.
A moment later, those few cultivators arrived, and they separated, each going for a specific group. One of them, a middle-aged woman, was the one to come see the twins.
"Quick, come close," she warned, pulling them all together.
