After a moment, Caleb, still processing the encounter, turned to Rozho with disbelief in his eyes. "Was that for real? Did he really offer to teach me all that?"
Rozho nodded with a knowing smile. "He wasn't kidding, Johan. My master is a Sword King, equally powerful as a Tier 4 Destiny in terms of offensive capabilities. His proposition is as real as it gets."
The city gate loomed before them, its massive doors poised to swing open and welcome them back into the bustling heart of Phenos. However, their return was momentarily halted as a vigilant guard stepped forward, curiosity etched on his face.
"Why didn't you bring the old man inside?" the guard inquired, his gaze shifting between Caleb and Rozho.
Caleb exchanged a quick glance with Rozho, a silent agreement passing between them to craft a convincing tale. "Well," Caleb began, feigning a chuckle, "he's a bit of a wanderer. Likes his space, you know? Said he preferred the fresh air out here."
