Cain could not help but display a wide, genuine smile as he heard the old man's words. To fight once again for the thrill of living—to experience emotions, excitement, and purpose—was something worth smiling about. However, Cain did not lose himself in the sentiment. His eyes glowed brightly with a golden radiance capable of piercing through flesh and directly into the soul.
"Are you prepared to fight to the very end by my side?" Cain asked solemnly.
Terent met Cain's powerful gaze without hesitation, nodding firmly as determination filled his voice. "Yes, I am."
"Great," Cain replied simply, satisfied. Those words were all Cain needed. The Flow made it abundantly clear to him that Terent was speaking with absolute sincerity—he was fully ready to put his life on the line in the battle ahead.
"Join your brothers in arms," Cain instructed warmly, a hint of pride evident in his voice.
