Duke's arrival drew the attention of the team members. The bald, burly Level two Mage merely glanced at him before giving a slight nod, and then paid no further attention.
The old, stern man scrutinized Duke a bit more closely, particularly lingering for a moment on the unassuming yet remarkably crafted Space Ring on his finger, also nodding in acknowledgment. The other three Level one Mages also looked at him.
The woman with Elf blood gave a slight, friendly smile, the man with glasses nodded somewhat awkwardly, while the man in the gray cloak remained silent.
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