She turned and left the building.

Meanwhile, the other three held their stances with their long swords pointed at James’ party.

James was not in a rush, so he waited patiently.

The Blademaster of Mount Grinch was seated on the ground in a room in the house ahead of them. Intense energy emanated from his body and gathered into impressive Sword Energy.

He looked rather elderly and seemed to have aged a bit more from his time in the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion.

His hair was completely white.