Two Fate Changers

"Long time no see…" The Oracle greeted shyly. She even blushed, which caused Dilan to feel something creep up his throat.

'What a hypocrite!'

Shaking his head at the sight of the Oracle's unbelievable behavior, Dilan decided to switch his attention to the striking young man, who had emerged from the pitch-black portal that had opened in the middle of the Colosseum's arena a few seconds ago.

The young man had a great physique that was perfect for both the release of brute force and agile movements. The amount of muscles in his ripped physique was perfect and so was the size of his muscles.

Nial Orin did not needlessly train his muscles and reach a physique that would restrict his agility in exchange for a little bit more strength.

He had long silver hair that was tied back in a man bun. It was the same hairstyle as Dilan with the sole difference that Nial's hair was silkier and much smoother.