"That's not right." The old man smiled at Calamity again. "Who told you our Master is gone? Their king is still alive, so how could our Master have perished?"
Calamity froze. His hair, which had been burning with a brilliant Golden Flame, instantly faded to white and drooped limply. "What are you talking about?" he asked, bewildered.
The old man chuckled. "A while ago, I did receive a report from a scout that their king is still alive. At the time, I felt just like you do now. After all, with an enemy of that caliber, we are no match. However, just recently, the Master's Chaos Supreme Treasure suddenly pulsed with a powerful will. I was right there when it happened, and that will delivered an astonishing piece of news: the Master... is also alive."
