We want a Taste of You
"Who knows!?" Elder Isaiah shook his head.
"However, that's not our problem right now. Our goal should be to make sure he drinks it."
Duncan chuckled a bit. "Don't worry, I have a friend waiting for him outside."
Elder Isaiah nodded, and then he dipped his hand in his pocket, bringing out a piece of crystal.
It was little. A shard from the one that had exploded once Lenny pumped it with too much power.
He had picked it up when he was down in the fighting arena.
Elder Isaiah could not help but frown a little while looking at it.
After all, this crystal shard was not the purple color it was before it was destroyed.
Instead, it was a spectrum of colors, much like a rainbow.
Elder Isaiah was not so knowledgeable to know what this meant, but he could easily guess something, and that was that purple was not Lenny's possible peak power.