"Hard to say. But with those three Primordial Artifacts acting as the incubator? Arch Lord is the absolute floor, not the ceiling."
It was a statement of fact, not a question. The Commander trusted his assessment skills implicitly.
"A pity," the Deputy Commander mused. "I was hoping his offspring would be the next Elara."
The Deputy had secretly been preparing to take on another disciple. Hearing the Commander's assessment, he mentally scrapped the lesson plan.
"The kid isn't even born yet," the Commander countered, glancing sideways. "Don't write the review before the game launches. Besides, do you really think talent is the only way to reach the summit?"
The Commander had a specific philosophy regarding natural aptitude.
"Talent? It's just a vehicle."
"Think of it like a car. On the highway, a sports car leaves a pedestrian in the dust. But on a rocky cliff face? The car is useless, and the climber wins."
"You get what I'm saying?"
