Mystic Aether
"Please touch it."
Horeo's eyes filled with resolve, and even his earth aether started circulating in his body. It was all for this reason he decided to be the one to cater to their needs… not really, he only aimed for one thing.
To confirm his speculation.
Although he was now ninety-nine percent his theory was correct, but it was not enough… it has never been enough. The fact that the remaining one percent existed means there was still a chance he was wrong.
Therefore, despite the risk of these two people in front of him being aware of his intentions, and might attack at any second, he already reached the point of no return. He knew the fact his anxiety was building up as the silence pervaded was one of the factors of his death if they fought.
But he cared no more.
What he only aimed was…
"Touch?" Lucas broke the silence.