A stalker? part 2

We were both lying on the clean grass. My body felt as if all my bones were shattered, but happily, it was just a feeling. My muscles were in pain, I was out of breath. Some blood was still coming out of my nose. His old body was also hardly able to move, but his regenerative abilities were even greater than mine. He stood up after just a few seconds. Most of his clothes were blown away into nothingness. The staff he previously held in his hands was also out. He started healing me very slowly. I think he doesn't want to heal me fast, he wants to talk with me.

"I have a few questions for you. Firstly, who are you? Secondly, how did you get this strength at such a young age? Thirdly, if you don't want to tell me how, tell me about these scars instead. Is it related to strength?"

"Can they hear us?"

"No."