Alex knew Whitesong was a great alchemist. He had heard his praises from Silvermist as well. So, he was looking forward to seeing just what the man could really do.
It wouldn't be soon, but far in the future would come a day when he would challenge that man to an alchemy competition, and the winner of that match would determine the next Alchemy God.
Redstreak moved the conversation forward, taking it in a different direction now. She asked Alex various questions, most of which revolved around what it was that he had done to gain the ire of the Storm God.
Not only that, she was also curious how it was that he had managed to hide from the god for over a millennium. Thousands upon thousands of Divinities had been placed on the lookout for him after all, so the fact that no one had found him was an absurd outcome for Redstreak.
