Clyde still couldn't believe Goddess Pele's words. They were beings with extraordinary power. Yet, they claimed to have no knowledge of the source of their abilities.
"Don't lie to me," Clyde threatened, using the power of the Oath to compel Goddess Pele to speak the truth.
"I am being honest with you. There's nothing I can know about the true source of our power," Goddess Pele replied. "We were simply born this way and granted power without understanding why."
It didn't sound fair to them, the mortal beings. Clyde and the other humans had to fight fiercely to survive in the Selection Stage, scraping together fractions of the Celestials' power little by little. Yet, here he was, hearing that they were born with this power effortlessly.
"Do you have any idea how challenging it is to endure the Selection Stage?" Clyde asked with a cold tone, sending a shiver down Goddess Pele's spine.
"Answer me," Clyde demanded.
