"During training, he who was initially far below me slowly surpassed me."
Hasya chuckled.
"Damn man, I still remember the pain I received from his punch.."
Hasya touched his own cheek, his fingers pressing gently as if remembering the pain of the punch. "He's a monster disguised as a human."
"Regardless of what he's been through..."
"I'm grateful he didn't lose himself and remained the Fathir I know..."
Lose himself? Does he mean become evil or crazy? Fyar muttered inwardly, his brow furrowing slightly.
"What do you mean?" Zaefal asked. He leaned forward slightly, his face curious.
"How should I put it..." Hasya continued, massaging the back of his neck.
"You might think Fathir leveled up normally... like kill monsters, level up, ritual, level up, dungeon, level up..."
The smile on Hasya's face faded, replaced by a serious expression. "But unfortunately not..."
"Many tragedies befell him to make him as strong as he is now..."
