Henna gently tilted her head toward Ethan. Although her eyes remained hidden behind the glowing robe, Ethan could feel her attention resting on him.
"Your power of light has increased again," she said with a faint smile. "It seems to be even stronger than my blessings now."
Ethan immediately shook his head and raised his hand politely.
"Saintess Henna, you are being too generous. My power cannot be compared to your blessings."
Henna smiled softly at his response.
"You are still as humble as before."
"I simply know my limits," Ethan replied with a small smile.
Henna gave a quiet laugh and looked toward the battlefield around them.
"We have been hearing many things about you during these years. Your growth has been quite surprising."
"A lot happened during that time. I also had many people helping me along the way."
"I am glad to hear that. Power is important, but having people you can trust is just as important."
