Dyon looked over his shoulder to see Berolt barreling after him.
"How annoying, and here I thought he had lost the nerve to come after me. Is this freeloader really so important to him? What exactly did you do to turn him into this kind of man?"
Amethyst's expression darkened. "I did nothing wrong. I only had the bad luck of forming my Immortal Body in this world because my Faith wasn't attached to the Phoenix Clan. As a result, I didn't ascend into one of their star segments and was instead randomly sent here…"
Dyon had almost forgotten. He had come here as a mortal, but for others, they would shed their mortal bodies and reform themselves as Immortals. For a talent like Amethyst, even if she didn't manage to perfect her mortal body, the momentum of forming her Immortal Body would have been completely impossible to miss.
