"Ah, it's truly like a dream."
Triss sighed softly.
Levi asked:
"What's wrong, my lady?"
Triss shook her head, remaining silent.
After a long silence, she finally said:
"Nothing much, just feeling that time is a butcher's knife, I am getting old."
Levi laughed and said:
"What are you talking about, my lady? By the standards of mortals, we are all old fossils; by the standards of wizards, we are in our prime. Moreover, as long as we are not nearing the end of our lifespans, with the accumulation of knowledge and increase of spells, wizards grow stronger with age, not weaker. Why would you even speak of growing old?"
Triss hummed:
"Forget it, a freak genius like you wouldn't understand."
Levi defended:
"I'm not a freak..."
...
Several days later.
Nightmare World.
Outside the Black Dragon Territory, Chaotic Wilderness.
"Kill them! Exterminate the insects!"
"Protect the Black Dragon Territory!"
