"So that is the might of a Magical Cultivator, is it? You were wise to seek his assistance for us, Sect Elder. That man is a terrifying force in Combat, and as he said earlier, his style only gets stronger as it faces more opponents." The strongest of the Acolytes in blue robes told the shocked Sect Elder that they were traveling with.
"It gets stronger? What does that mean?" The Immortal asked Luna, as Cain caught his breath after a hard fight.
"We learn skills to share the damage between nearby enemies, as well as area attacks, and Summoned Helpers like the two Seraphim," Luna explained.
"Plus they know the skills of Dragon Breath." The Innkeeper informed the Immortal as if the man could have forgotten the epic finale or mistaken its origin.