"This might seem powerful in your eyes, but with your current capability, there's no way you can break through again on this plane."
"It's not your fault, it's just that your ability is meant to be this way."
"What is a Demon Hunter?" the Lord of the Mist chuckled.
"A bane of monsters?"
"A cold-blooded executioner, or perhaps a freak in the eyes of ordinary people?"
There was no concealment, the disdain of the Lord of the Mist was etched in every expression on his face.
"You are merely weapons, like blades and daggers, and we are the ones holding those weapons tightly."
"Perhaps the situation is truly dire, perhaps there are countless Demon Hunters like you, after all, your targets are smaller, less likely to attract the attention of the entire plane."
"Little by little, there might be unexpected gains."
"So, although I don't like it, if our goals align, I can barely tolerate it..."
