"A tempting dream," Oliver said, smiling. Verdant almost sounded like Ingolsol the way that he dangled it in front of Oliver – though Verdant's temptation came from an entirely different direction than that Fragment of Despair. "One that is out of reach for now. There are things that we can improve, and they've been made obvious enough, thanks to both Karstly and Khan. I am far from being of their level. My battle style needs to change. There was something there, in the fighting with Amion, when I finally began to make use of strategy on the field, rather than just my sword…"
"In the end, it did end in such a way though," Verdant remarked, his lips twitching as he threatened a smile. "A fact that Lady Blackthorn was not too pleased about. I do recall you making a promise to stay a distance away from the front lines, now that your hand is hurt."
