"Sylas?" Robin raised his eyebrows slightly, then shifted his gaze through the academy's open gate, looking out toward the distant horizon. "A low-level Guardian… a person who has lived for millions of years, and who certainly possesses dozens of planetary-grade artifact—artifacts he spent immense spans of time training with and fully mastering. Someone like that is absolutely not weak by any standard."
Harper spoke rapidly, unable to restrain himself. "He is nothing compared to you, Your Majesty. You were still a Saint when you faced a Nexus State in the sky, and you subdued another Nexus State in the same day. Two, as we later discovered—the first was Lady Helen, daughter of the Behemoth of Destruction, and the second was Lady Renara, our current strongest spearhead, the one who opened Mid Sector 100 for us. You stood before both of them and emerged victorious as a Saint—so what about now?!"
