Midas offered a wan smile, acknowledging the question. "I am Midas," he replied, his tone friendly yet stern. "I happened to come across Mori during her battle with the Shadow Reaver and arrived just in time to lend a hand."

Boreas studied Midas for a moment, his eyes sharp and observant. "Well, you certainly have my thanks for saving my young apprentice," he said, his voice gruff yet appreciative. "You're not from around here, are you? Your clothing, they're unlike anything I've seen in these lands."

Midas chose his words carefully, still cautious about revealing too much. "I've traveled far and wide, but no I am not from around here," he replied vaguely.

Mori interjected, eager to steer the conversation away from any potential discomfort. "Midas has been quite modest about his abilities," she said, a touch of pride in her voice. "He is level 25!”

Boreas's eyes widened at the revelation, and a deep sense of respect washed over him. "A level 25... That's no small feat," he remarked, his tone filled with admiration. "You must have faced countless challenges to reach such a level of power."

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Midas nodded, not revealing the true nature of his powers or where they came from. "It hasn't been an easy journey, but I've learned a lot along the way," he said humbly.

As the trio continued to talk, the conversation shifted towards their shared experiences and the mysteries of the world they inhabited. Midas skillfully navigated the discussion, sharing stories without revealing too much about his own past. Mori and Boreas, in turn, spoke of the lands they hailed from, their experiences as hunters, and the creatures they had encountered.

"I'm grateful for your help, Midas," Boreas said, his voice gruff yet sincere. "And I'm willing to trust that you have your reasons for keeping certain things to yourself."

Midas nodded in appreciation. "Thank you for understanding," he replied. "I've learned that some truths are best kept hidden, at least until the time is right."

Neres, too, began to stir, his eyes blinking open. He glanced around, confusion etched on his face. "What... happened?"

Mori's voice was gentle as she filled him in on the events that had transpired, from their battle against the Pyro Sabertooth Tiger to the unexpected arrival of Midas. Neres listened intently, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"A level 25 Celestial Fist? That's... unheard of," Neres remarked, awe lacing his words.

Midas waved off the praise, a modest smile playing on his lips. "I'm nobody, just a wanderer who happened to be in the right place at the right time."