297 Distance of a Lifetime.

''Not planning to answer?'' The Trickster turned the dagger around and wiped the remainder of the blood with Isaac's shoulder.

''H-How…'' A blurry whisper reached the Trickster's ears.

''Hmm?'' He bent closer, positioning his ear in front of Isaac's lips, ''What did you say?''

''How… Are you…'' Whenever Isaac opened his mouth. He felt like an invisible power pushed his lip down.

''Strong?'' The Trickster finished the unspoken words he expected to hear.

Isaac barely managed to nod.

''Well, does this answer your question?'' He opened his Interface and made his level visible to the eyes of others.

[Level: 50]

Isaac's eyes quavered. A mix of astonishment, worry, and disbelief.

''Let me introduce myself.'' The Trickster fixed his collar and stood up with his shoes rattling.

Rattle!

''My name is…'' The Trickster took off his top hat and politely bowed, ''Trolhelm!''

[Trolhelm]