A True Patriot

"A class?" Benzard felt the powerful hold that had been restraining him be lifted off as his ability to answer per his own accord had been restored.

"Exactly!" Sause exclaimed intently with a grin that depicted his greed. "For a patriot of strength like yourself, attaining power beyond that of those that you know should be sufficient right? I can grant you that, aha ha. What do you say?"

Benzard didn't know if what this giant said was to be believed. 

Power.

Strength.

He did yearn for those but...

Benzard focused his senses and discovered that he couldn't determine the level of strength that this giant held, regardless of the amount of concentration he invested into the task.

There was no doubt...

This creature was strong.

Perhaps it was just as strong as Fulgardt or it could be conman that wanted him to become a puppet that would do its bidding while being quite proficient in hiding its strength.