Chapter 322 – Dain Warborn [2]
Anthropologist watched with the focus and stillness befitting a stone, the scene of the scorching, blazing man who looked like a mad god that had angered the heavens, and was now being bathed in fire because of it.
He had no doubt that the pain this man — whom he now knew was named Dain Warborn — was enduring was enough to shatter the mind of any Grandmaster as easily as a stone bathed in water for years.
Going toe to toe with the fairy of a Mythic artifact was, after all, no simple thing.
Mystic artifacts couldn't be forged by mortal hands, at least, not without the acknowledgment of a god and divine intervention. In other cases, the Wonders could create them, but the price would be steeper than what a god with an established divinity would likely suffer.
