Chapter 131 - Consequences
Whilst the previously loud conference room was pushed into an uncomfortable, eerie most importantly, awkward, stifled silence, the man of the hour, -or rather 'boy'- wasn't really paying attention to anything. His attention was shifted into his inner conscious, into the little balls of primordial lights that floated around a central star-like object, his [Essence Restitute] defining racial trait.
The huge opportunity of the haughty, arrogant, and disrespectful old man, Director Warthorn made him take a huge risk. Though it may have seen like a hastily made decision, and a rather rash one at that, in reality, the prospect of gains was just too good to pass up.
Aziel decided on the spur of the moment that he needed to take this chance and absorb the essence of a bonafide modern day cultivator, someone that was clearly above the usual Mortal Realm.