469: Shit! Master?!
"Defeat."
It was a bold and outrageous thing for somebody like Aethara to say that she had never tasted defeat.
Not only was she just a Dreadkeeper, a being that was equal to a tier 5, she was nowhere close to the power level of beings like the Supreme Ancestor and the Paragon Ancestor who were the only ones that had the right to say that they had never tasted defeat.
There were Ascendants who were at a higher power level than her, and then there was the Throne of the shattered dimension who was comparable to tier 7s and even some tier 8s.
There were countless people who were of a higher power level than Aethara, and to say that she had never tasted defeat was a ridiculous claim.
'Unless she never faced those that there were stronger than her like Ascendants, Tier 6s, and maybe even the Throne… However, I doubt this a lot.'
Corey's gaze shifted to Aethara who was now calmly approaching him with a calm and indifferent expression.