After a moment, Anderson sighed.
"It seems you've had your share of hardships too."
Owen responded with a light-hearted smile, patting Anderson on the shoulder, "It appears we share similar fates."
Reflecting on Owen's words, Anderson's eyes filled with a sense of nostalgia as he sighed lightly, "In this world, strength determines everything."
Owen nodded in agreement, deeply understanding the truth in those words.
Suddenly, Anderson proposed, "Owen, how about we have a sparring session?"
Owen was taken aback by the sudden suggestion.
In his mind, Anderson was just someone interested in potions, presumably not much of a fighter.
Now, he couldn't help but be curious.
Could Anderson actually be a formidable opponent?
"Sure, but where can we spar without ruining this beautiful scenery?"
Anderson pointed to a forest behind them.
