"Because I heard a lot about Morrin the Witch. You first appeared when I was still training to be a knight," Ember asked while Cedric watched the two's interaction. "What level do I need to reach to be as powerful as you are?"
"My level is 68, but it's not the reason I'm strong," Morrin answered with a grin as she munched on the meat. The two stared at her with surprise.
"Level 68? That's amazing," Ember admitted. Cedric shared the same sentiment. After Level 50, it became harder to level up. Each stat point became a chore to obtain, and many opted to train rather than just raise their levels. "Then what's the reason?"
"These," Morrin pointed at her tattoos. "I was cursed while working as a priest for the church. We were exploring some forbidden grounds that once contained a cult of heretic. An ancient god possessed my body and showed me the truth about the church."
"Is that the reason behind your fight against them?" Ember asked with confusion.
