"Do we need anything special to get to Death Shore?" Wain asked with a serious look as he stared at Marlis.
"No, just be sure you're at the peak of your strength now and we can go." Marlis uttered before getting off his chair, "Honestly, I wish this would be over already. By the way, don't forget that you have to get out of there yourself."
"Sure. Your job is just to get me there. I'll do the rest myself." Wain said in a confident manner while a majestic aura emanated from him.
"That's the right attitude!" Osvald exclaimed, walking over to Wain and patting him on the shoulder, "Guy, it'll be dangerous, but if you survive you'll be a real man!"
"Hmm? I'm, like, twenty-five already! Although... Damn, how old am I now? Maybe 26...?" Wain muttered with a confused look as he frowned.