Garion walked back into the God Gym grounds with the others following behind him.
The mont they stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted.
Rachel, Dahlia, and several disciples who had been resting nearby all turned at once and froze.
There were unfamiliar faces.
Rachel’s eyes widened slightly as she counted them. "Garion...?"
She took a small step forward, her voice careful. "Who are these people? Weren’t we the only ones on the island?"
She narrowed her eyes at the newcors. "How can they be here?"
Before Garion could answer, the green-haired woman stepped forward.
She smiled gently.
"Dear Rachel," she said softly, her tone warm and familiar. "Did you forget about already?"
Rachel stiffened.
That voice.
Her breath caught.
"...That voice," Rachel whispered. "It sounds just like..."
Cindor suddenly leaned in from the side, grinning widely.
"Because it is us," she said, laughing. "Surprise."
Rachel’s eyes snapped open.
"...Us?" she repeated.
Dahlia stared hard at the group, her sharp eyes scanning them one by one. "Wait."
She pointed at Eldrin. "That calm presence... that voice..."
Then at Silvar. "That murderous stare..."
Then at Cindor. "And that annoying laugh..."
Cindor clicked her tongue. "Hey."
Dahlia sucked in a breath.
"...No way."
Garion smirked. "Yep."
He gestured toward them casually. "The Four Legendary Beasts. Humans now."
The courtyard exploded with noise.
"WHAT?"
"That’s impossible!"
"How is that even allowed?!"
Rachel brought a hand to her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Legendary Beasts... beca human?" she asked softly.
Eldrin nodded gently. "Yes. Permanently."
She bowed her head slightly. "Thank you for taking care of this island, Rachel."
Rachel stared at her for several seconds, eyes searching Eldrin’s face.
"...How can this be possible?" she finally asked.
Cindor leaned back with a casual grin, hands behind her head. "Simple answer? We burned everything we had."
She shrugged. "All our power. All our old bodies. One clean rebirth."
Dahlia’s eyes lit up with interest. "So... can other beasts do it too?"
Cindor laughed outright. "Nope."
She waved a finger. "Absolutely not."
Silvar nodded bluntly. "Impossible for normal beasts."
Cindor continued, "Only us. Four powers mixed together, plus my rebirth ability and Eldrin’s control. Miss one piece and everyone just dies."
Dahlia clicked her tongue. "I see."
She turned her head toward Garion, eyes sharp again. "So, Master."
She pointed at the four of them. "Do they beco disciples or what?"
Silvar’s eyes narrowed imdiately. "Disciples?"
He stepped forward half a step, jaw tight. "We were guardians of the island."
Dahlia looked at him calmly. "And now you’re weak."
Silvar stiffened.
"What did you say?"
Dahlia didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t smile either.
"You’re human now," she said plainly.
She gestured around the gym. "Here, you don’t have any authority."
Bastor spoke quietly for the first ti. "She’s not wrong."
Varyn nodded after watching Silvar carefully. "...Your current body output is below senior disciples."
Silvar clenched his fists.
Garion was about to step in...
When a small figure suddenly rushed forward.
"Master!"
rsha appeared almost out of nowhere, holding several small bottles that glowed faintly.
Her eyes were shining with excitent, and she was practically bouncing on her feet.
"I made new potions!" she said quickly. "Really new ones!"
Everyone turned to look at her.
Garion blinked. "New... potions?"
rsha nodded rapidly. "Yes! Yes! These ones are special."
She lifted one bottle proudly.
"If it works properly, it can like... BOOM! Straight to the good part from just the first realm or even a normal person."
The courtyard went silent.
"...Directly?" Rachel asked softly.
Dahlia’s brows rose. "That’s not normal."
Eldrin looked at the bottle carefully, her voice calm. "That sounds... intense."
rsha waved her hand. "It’s not for weak bodies. You need a strong foundation or it’ll fail."
Garion rubbed his chin. "They were just reborn, but their bodies were reconstructed from their original forms."
He glanced at Silvar and the others. "Physically, they’re already far stronger than normal humans."
Silvar stepped forward without hesitation. "We’ll take it."
rsha froze for a second. "...R-Really?"
Silvar nodded once. "If it makes us stronger, we drink it."
Dahlia imdiately raised a hand. "Hold on."
She looked straight at Silvar. "Are you sure you want to do that?"
Silvar frowned. "Is it poisonous?"
Dahlia shook her head. "No."
She paused, then added honestly, "Actually, the effect should be amazing."
Silvar narrowed his eyes. "Then why stop ?"
He leaned forward slightly. "Are you afraid I’ll beco stronger?"
Dahlia stared at him for a mont.
Then she sighed. "Of course not."
She turned her head away and waved lazily. "Whatever."
A small smirk appeared on her lips.
"Let’s just see what happens later."
rsha giggled quietly, clutching the bottles tighter.
"So?" she asked brightly. "You want it or not?"
Silvar didn’t hesitate for even a second.
"Of course," he said bluntly. "Give one."
rsha’s eyes sparkled. "Okay!"
She quickly handed a bottle to Silvar, then looked around.
"How about the rest of you?"
Eldrin t Garion’s gaze briefly, then nodded. "If this shortens the process, I’ll take it."
Bastor gave a short nod. "Efficiency."
Varyn tilted her head, observing the bottle closely. "...I’m curious."
Cindor grinned. "Skipping the boring part? Count in."
rsha passed the bottles out one by one.
Soon, all five of them were holding identical vials filled with a deep red liquid that faintly stead inside the glass.
Dahlia crossed her arms, watching them carefully. "You guys sure about this?"
Silvar snorted. "We’re not starting from the bottom."
The five exchanged brief glances, then uncorked the bottles.
They didn’t even bother to sll it.
Forr beasts weren’t picky.
They tilted their heads back and drank.
The reaction was instant.
"...What the hell is THIS?!" Cindor shouted, nearly dropping the empty bottle.
Silvar’s face twisted violently. "...Bitter. And hot."
Bastor stiffened, jaw clenched hard, veins standing out on his neck. "...This is worse than poison."
Varyn covered her mouth, eyes wide. "...It burns."
Cindor gagged. "I’ve eaten demon flesh older than mountains and it didn’t taste this bad!"
Even Silvar looked like he might kneel.
"...Rotting corpse at," he muttered, "is kinder than this."
rsha clasped her hands together, completely unfazed. "Oh! That ans it’s working!"
Everyone stared at her.
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