Lucien tugged at his collar.
"Thousand-Skill Luke? Sounds formidable," he muttered... but there was a gnawing unease in his chest.
Something about the name stirred a strange curiosity within him. He couldn't let it go.
"Based on the name… does he really have a thousand skills?" he asked.
Edric glanced at him then gave a slow shake of his head.
"No one knows for sure. The Assassin's Guild gave him that title. But one thing's certain... he's a man with a terrifying arsenal of skills."
Lucien's eyes narrowed. His thoughts were now racing.
'Did he crack the code to learning skills? Or… did he once possess the Skillpedia?'
Goosebumps crept across his skin. The possibility was both terrifying and exciting.
But he pushed the thought away for now.
Thousand-Skill Luke.
Lucien made a quiet promise to himself.
He would uncover the truth about that man... sooner or later.
Lucien turned to Edric once more.
"Then why didn't he kill the Golddusts?"
Edric exhaled slowly.
