The Crimson Monarch enjoyed Adam's confused look.
One knew too much, the other had lived less than the first in a deep sleep.
Yet, they were equal opponents, for neither age, nor knowledge, nor even time were measures of strength.
It was a power that decided who would live and who would not.
However, none of this made any sense at all. The Crimson Monarch's words were not an attempt to hurt Adam or provoke him, they were a bitter truth that the Crimson Monarch himself may not be happy about.
Step.
Adam stepped forward, staring intently at the Crimson Monarch as his target. He realized that his opponent was strong, but he had every chance to win.
"If I defeat you, will you tell me more about it?"
The answer followed immediately:
"Don't even hope for that. Not on your victory, nor on me telling you anything."