Night Discussion with Aisha

"I know you're here," Aisha called out, her voice clear and steady.

"As expected of one of the strongest Heroes," I replied, stepping out from my hiding place.

It was a pitch-black night, and as always, Aisha was out here, training alone under the stars, her sword slicing through the air with precise, practiced movements.

For the past few weeks, I had been observing her. She never skipped a day of training, her dedication and seriousness unwavering.

"I'm not a strong Hero," Aisha said, lowering her sword, her breath visible in the cool night air.

"You are, though," I insisted, shaking my head.

I understood what she meant—she was comparing herself to the very best. But in truth, she was stronger than most of our classmates. Only Jason, Aiden, Sienna, and Gwen could claim to surpass her.

"Not enough," Aisha replied quietly, a note of frustration in her voice.

I activated the Eye of Odin and glanced at her level.

Lvl 53.