962 He's Clean

"Y-you're joking, right?" Lira chuckled with a hint of unease.

Before Jake could ponder how the Sylian woman had eavesdropped on their telepathic exchange, Cekt hastily whipped out a device akin to a metal detector from thin air and scoured Jake from head to toe with it. When the gremlin instructed him to gaze into the lens at the device's tip and a familiar spiritual pulse surged through his body, he instantly recognized its purpose.

Though slightly different in appearance from the one employed by Mirror Vanguard, the gadget's purpose remained the same – a Corruption detector.

"Corruption at 56%, Stage 5!" Cekt blurted in horror, his eyes bulging wide in disbelief.

That was one Stage higher than Vexa!

The other disciples, oblivious to the unfolding events, stiffened like cats inadvertently stepped on a tail at the old Aetherist's death sentence.

"What the fuck? We have a Corrupt amongst us?!"