"You don't seem as special as the rumours make you out to be."
When Evan heard Krythorion's words, he was tempted to show him a middle finger.
'I just reached Rank Three, you bastard. What kind of speciality were you expecting, trying to fight me with your Rank Six Core Evolver power?' He cursed inwardly, observing the square-headed figure before him.
Surprisingly, when Krythorion appeared in front of him, he retracted all of the pressure that had been pressing down on him, giving Evan enough space to finally breathe properly.
Moreover, another thing Evan noticed was that when Krythorion spoke about him not seeming special, there was no disdain in his voice, only disappointment, as if he hadn't seen something he had been waiting for.
"Don't tell me you were expecting him to fight you on equal footing with his rank three level?" Zalga, the humanoid ant-like creature asked in a speechless tone, appearing beside Krythorion.