"Why are you doing this!"
Back in the Demon Gate World, Percival and Lewis headed towards the next Encounter Zone. The Arcanist ambled forward in crooked patterns, scared to venture deeper into this unknown abyss.
"You're way stronger than me," Lewis muttered, sweat dripping down his long face. "What do you need me for?"
Percival walked silently behind him, eyes ahead. "How can I be stronger than you when I'm only a Lvl 49?"
Lewis stopped and turned to look at him. Percival shoved him, forcing him to keep walking.
"It's obviously your Class!" Lewis cried. "From what I heard the Hero's Necromancer Class had a Mythic Talent! Can you compare that to mine that's only Legendary?"
"It's only a rank higher," Percival said plainly. "Not a big deal."
"It's a very big deal! Very big! Legendary Talents are seen as the highest possible. Mythics is a one in half a decade kinda thing. Even at Lvl 49, you can easily mount a challenge to a Lvl 100 Knight!"
