"The museum is looking great." Another middle-aged man approached Jestor.
"You came, John."
"Of course. How can I ignore an invitation by the strongest Warlock."
"Strongest? I'm not the strongest now, and I wasn't the strongest then. There are some really strong people in the world. I'm nowhere close to them," Jestor responded, smiling.
Hearing the reply, John burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you're just being nice. You know that's not true. I've never seen someone best you in all my years."
"That's because we live on a small island. We don't see what's in the outside world. I do."
"Are you being honest? There really are stronger people than you? Can you give me an example?"
"I won't blame you. I also used to think the same as you. I was also quite confident in my strength as well until I met him..."
"Him?"
