Since that was the case, many would strive to take Druk down.
It was a common mentality.
The more one has, the more they want.
"What are you going to do, now?" Alex asked, plopping on a nearby couch. He also motioned for Procella and Druk to lower their pressure so that Feyright could withstand the potency of divinity.
Since Alex had already experienced it, the divine energy did not influence him too much. However, for a regular human, it was almost toxic to be exposed to divinity, as long they were mortal.
But one usually gets used to it if exposed to it in small increments over a long period of time.
Druk regulated her divinity, while Procella simply withdrew her aura. Color returned to Feyright's face, after which he collapsed on the couch. It wasn't long before he simply passed out on the couch.
Alex took a deep breath before staring at the two.
"So?"