Unintentionally, the conversation seemed to drift into strange territory. The experienced Dragon Goddess once again used her experience to plunge the golden oak into a long silence. Gawain sighed and lifted his eyelids, looking at Enya with a slightly helpless expression on his face: "Is it my illusion... why do I feel like you're quite proud?"
"This is certainly not something to be proud of," Enya's expression remained serious, "I am merely stating facts—I've been through things you can't imagine, or rather... it was the 'old me' who experienced all that. Although past experiences in this new era may not always be effective, at least when it comes to the laws of nature, my words should still hold significant reference for you."
