Noah's gaze stayed on the Celestial Grandmaster as he reveled in the feeling of abundance of strength, his thoughts communicating with the Planetary System as he tried to get a better understanding of just what these Fate Lines were.
[It is a source of power that is hard to quantify. Besides knowing how many Fate Lines you currently have and that they augment your strength, we cannot quantify exactly in what way.]
Numerous thoughts passed through Noah's mind as he heard this, being pulled out of his thoughts as the Grandmaster came near him with an acknowledging expression.
"I chose you because of your talent in Aether, but not once did I expect for you to have the talent to be a being blessed with a Noble Fate."
A foreign set of words were released as Noah quickly caught on and asked quizzically.
"Noble Fate?"
