With a solemn gaze still etched on the vigorous looking old man before him Gift couldn't help but think inwardly with a sense of melancholy in his tone.
' Sigh..., ever since I got this strange ability those damned words never emerged, even when I fought those bitches it didn't even bother to guide me then..... remaining as silent as a simple grave within a calm cemetery..., so is that to say this old man before me is far more powerful than every foe I've faced till date?!!'
'Crap...., just thinking of it is enough to scare the shit out if me...., but..b..but that can't be the case right?'
'I mean if that's the truth, then doesn't that mean my death is simply a sure fact for crying out loud?!!, Fuck No!'
