Alice stared at the screen in silence. Her fingers trembled slightly as sat on Isaac's lap.
Leora broke the quiet first.
"Don't worry," she said softly, crouching near Alice with a reassuring smile. "Even if it's an F-rank Talent, it doesn't matter. Some people start slow, but with enough training, even a weak Talent can up—"
"No," Alice interrupted. Her voice was calm, but it carried an edge of disbelief. "No… it says Saintess. Rank SSS."
Leora blinked. Her mouth opened slightly but no words came.
Isaac turned to Alice, unsure if he'd heard her right.
"Saintess?" Leora finally managed. "You're sure?"
Alice nodded, slowly at first, then firmly.
"It is right in front of me. The Talent section says Saintess."
Isaac stared at her.
Saintess Talent? SSS Rank?
That wasn't just rare. It was unheard of.
His mind jumped back to stories passed down through the Calloway line of the First Matriarch, the founder of their bloodline, who bore the same Talent of SSS rank.
