Blessing of the water warlock

"What about the trials?" Water warlock asked Uriel.

"You'll have to be more specific." Uriel replied, not understanding what he meant by trials. He overcame many challenges, but none of them felt like fated a trial. It was just a succession of non related life or death situations all hurdled together.

"Let me get this clear. You weren't chosen by all of your kind, you are not the strongest one, you didn't win the ball game at the court, you also didn't choose a priestess... and yet you found the entrance to Xibalbá on your own?"

"Yeah, pretty much... I did have a little help, but then I was betrayed by... nevermind."

Water warlock's eyes started brimming in a cyan light as he stared at Uriel with curiosity.

"Interesting, It seems not everything is lost yet. I think the reason why you were able to enter the mystical realm is just a coincidence, but it's interesting nonetheless."

"What coincidence?" Uriel asked, wondering about what trait did the man in front of him possess.