Hypnotic Voice

The moment Kaisen activated the skill, he felt… nothing. Not a single tingle, not even a goosebump. It was like expecting fireworks and getting a damp sparkler instead.

But that was to be expected, he supposed. Hypnotic Voice was more of a magical skill than a physical one, so it wasn't like he was going to sprout a third arm or anything.

Still, he couldn't help but feel a bit underwhelmed.

'Alright, let's see what this bad boy can do.'

Kaisen thought, a sly smile creeping across his face. He turned to the man named Roland, who was practically vibrating with anger, and in a tone as smooth as butter, Kaisen said,

"The truth is, you don't want to be like them, do you? Tarnishing your kin's name by harming powerless humans? And for what? Taking orders from some human like that General? You know what it means to be a beastkin, and it's not about hurting humans."

As he spoke, Kaisen slowly released Roland's hand, watching intently.