"I bet you said that with your head held high, didn't you?" Alexander asked.
The Will remained silent for a moment, then a giant hand in the sky suddenly pressed down.
"Boom!"
With a loud crash, Alexander was slammed into the floor.
"This floor is made of Truth Crystals, and you managed to destroy it... Today, you won't leave this place," the Will said coldly.
"Look at my face, Troy," Alexander said.
Hearing that name, the Will fell silent again.
Alexander stood up, brushed off the crystal debris from his body, and looked up at the sky.
"You are..." The Will's tone suddenly rose, clearly in disbelief.
Moments later, a translucent figure materialized in mid-air and descended, standing in front of Alexander.
"Alexander!? You're Alexander!?" The translucent figure walked up to Alexander, placing both hands on his shoulders and staring intently at his face.
"Yes," Alexander replied.
