Kent wasn't offended by being called a loser.
If anything, he was amused looking at the struggling Elf who he knew deep within his heart wouldn't make it to the 4th level.
The path leading there is much more torturous.
If Kent were to guess, she would lose determination on the 60th step, for that is where he could see his friends.
"Have you ever heard of blind determination?" Kent asked, sitting on the step, legs crossed and left hand supporting his chin.
"Blind determination is when you want to prove yourself to someone as a form of pleasing them. You fight so hard just so you could show everyone you are worthy to be among the privileged.
You, Kella, aren't meant to be among such people.
You are not privileged like the overly pampered elves you are chasing after. They had a silver spoon stuck in their mouth from the day they were born.