"The heart of the Nightmare Lord?"
Richard looked back at the hovering black pyramid, "You can actually tell that I am a Wizard. I thought that not even the Nightmare Lord could see through my identity."
Because his true body was not in the Nightmare World, Richard spoke with more confidence.
So what if you see through me? Have the guts to run to the Material World and kill me at the Tower of Truth.
The black pyramid emitted another sound:
"The talent of you Wizards is almost like it was carved from the same mold. Each one of you hides yourselves and wears robes of the same style.
So many years have passed, and you haven't changed."
Richard's expression paused for a moment, as he did not expect to be recognized for this reason.
