But then, a voice pierced the silence...
"You've become a hero now."
Egologia stopped walking, then slowly turned his gaze toward the figure leaning against the nearby wall. It was Claude, standing there, motionless but weary, his face covered in scars. Yet, he did not seem fragile. The passing days had mended his bones, but his skin retained the marks of battle as a permanent reminder—at least of Valeras.
Egologia raised an eyebrow with a faint smile.
"Oh, Sir... You're alive, then."
He moved closer, his tone calm, almost devoid of genuine interest.
"You've uncovered a hero now. Well done, Egologia. That giant amulet... You never cease to amaze me."
Egologia did not respond immediately, taking another step forward.
"Oh, of course... And I'll amaze you again now."
Claude's gray eyes flickered with a fleeting question.
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