Mark's mind began spinning with thoughts, but for now, he needed to heal because pain started assaulting his senses again. Yet, staying still, he thought about his chances of survival—it wasn't low, it was very high.
No matter who it was that came to kill him, as long as they were the same Tier as him, Mark wasn't afraid. And if he was in a world that only supported Tier 2 and no one higher, he wouldn't have to be afraid of a higher Tier being coming there.
"Reol'ran," he said. "You said my chance of surviving was incredibly low—to the point you said you didn't think I'd survive. But maybe it isn't so bad."
"Well, I only knew about the statistics of deaths when faced with the Sufferings. I just knew that only Tier 5s faced it and most of them died. It made sense for you to fail—you are but a Middle Demon—but I see, it's not so simple."
