"Troy is now a Purple Mask, and he rarely spares anyone since no one is fit to give him an exciting fight anymore. So… Modret, what exactly did you do to gain his recognition?"
The lady finally took off her glasses, staring at Modret intensely with her silvery eyes.
Modret maintained his composure, laughing lightly.
"I just fought him, nothing much…"
The lady raised a brow. "Just fought him?"
Modret nodded.
"I completely destroyed his body a couple of times. I thought he would die… but he didn't."
"Oh, now I understand…" the lady finally nodded.
"Is he uniquely immortal? Has he been that way since he returned from the mountain?"
"Modret, have you heard of the effect of a Celestial Stone?"
"No."
"No wonder. The reason for Troy's undying nature is due to a Celestial Stone. By fusing one's heart with a Celestial Stone, one can obtain the ability of the Celestial and their near-infinite regeneration…"
"What???"
