Max exhaled deeply, the cool breeze brushing against his skin as he finally broke the silence. "I understand now… The Mark of Divinity only chooses those with a fate too vast to remain ordinary. It's like a signpost, one that fate leaves behind for people like you, to say—'watch this one.'"
He paused briefly before continuing, his voice firmer. "But there's something I don't get. The elf master told me to hurry up and grow stronger. Ragnar told me the world is teetering toward something dangerous. Why? What did they mean by that?"
Kane didn't reply immediately. Instead, he smiled softly, as if fondly amused by Max's keen observation. "Ah… those two," he said, chuckling under his breath. "They always worry too much, even though they hide it behind riddles and riddles wrapped in fire and light. Don't let their words cloud your heart. They see things… through different eyes."
