Paul's face got brighter just by hearing that.
"Oh, yeah! I knew that you could do it, man! With your ability to be friends with anyone who drinks with you and the presence you have when going to the refuges, I knew that you would be capable of doing it! I am proud of you, man!" Paul said while hitting Ryan's back with all his strength, which took away the oxygen in his lungs.
"Stop hitting me with all your strength! I will die!" Ryan said as he coughed.
"Huh? I wasn't using all my strength, though. You really are turning into a softy, aren't you?"
"You are an Ascendant, you bastard! Don't forget it and go calling others softy!" Ryan hit him squarely on the face with his right fist, though Paul's face didn't even flinch.
"Oh, yeah, since you and Matthew are the only normal humans in Grand Crusade, I keep forgetting this fact. I mean, I can interact normally with the others."
