Cale and Selene really didn’t have a lot of time. There were a lot of things that needed to be said which they couldn’t get into so after addressing a few issues, the two of them left the rest for later and Selene quickly notified the rest about Cale regaining consciousness after disabling the means she had used to affect surveillance. A few minutes later, a crowd of researchers led by Krasin arrived at Cale’s ward and began examining him. Cale simply watched everything unfold passively, his eyes watching the busyness while refraining from making any unnecessary moves like trying to use his powers to control them. Cale didn’t bother pretending like he was just waking up, not caring if it would raise any suspicions. For him now the priority was going over what he had just learned. Having not learned much, Cale was still certain about one thing and that was who his captors were. They were the Coccyx—the very government that was meant to protect and serve people like him—they we

“Why am I laughing? Hehe, I’m not sure, maybe I’ve gone mad from all the torture you put me through.” Despite Cale’s words, there was no sign of madness in his demeanor at all. His speech was steady and his eyes piercing as he stared at Krasin. Seeing that his power was not affecting Cale, Krasin hesitated a little before he begrudgingly stopped using his power under Cale’s piercing gaze. While Krasin’s power could indeed affect others and was useful for combat, Krasin u fortunately wasn’t a fighter so his use of the power on others was very limited, serving mainly as a means of intimidation more than anything else. Huff! After stopping his power, Krasin took several deep breaths to calm himself down before looking at Cale, his eyes level and calm. It was all feigned but Krasin refused to show weakness in front of so many people. “What do you mean by that?” Krasin asked Cale. “I don’t know why you would feel like you are being tortured by must believe me that isn’t wha

“Now that we’re alone we can now talk?” Krasin began speaking by saying that. Amused, Cale asked, “Is there a reason why we have to be alone to discuss this?” Krasin replied, “Actually, there's no reason at all. I just felt it would do you some good if you heard this from me with no one else around. I wouldn’t want to overwhelm you.” Hearing this, Cale remained silent, waiting for Krasin to speak. No longer keeping Cale in suspense, Krasin said, “The about your capture… You are very sick, that is why you are being held here against your will.” Cale frowned when he heard this, not expecting Krasin to say something like this at all. “Sick… what do you mean?” “Yes, sick. You are heavily ill but not just that you are actually the source of a new unknown mana sickness.” The more Krasin spoke the more Cale frowned, wanting to say something. But Krasin stopped him from speaking. “Hold on and be patient let me explain,” Krasin said and continued when Cale calmed down. “It a

“When you say we, who are you referring to?” While Krasin considered how to continue hoodwinking Cale, the young man suddenly shifted the conversation toward another direction. Cale’s thought process remained the same, for things that couldn’t be verified now, wait until he was alone with Selene then verify them with her later. For now, instead of focusing on something that was most likely false for which he had no information on, Cale was more interested in the identities of his captors. With Selene having briefly explained this, Cale was more confident that he wouldn’t be deceived. Krasin squinted, secretly displeased with Cale’s question but he managed to not let it show on his face. He was never a patient man and seeing the young man not reacting the way he wanted almost made Krasin give up and drop all pretenses with Cale. But he managed to rein in his displeasure. Still, instead of continuing to entertain Cale, Krasin decided to end things here for now and try again late

Karla and Bolin pushed through the crowd to get to the front where they saw an electronic cordon set up outside the entrance to an alleyway blocking entry into the alley. Outside the cordoned off area, a group of people wearing bright crimson short blazers with hot black pants stood guard with stern expressions on their faces, their eyes blazing as they stared down at the crowd with fierce intensity. Their presence was intimidating not just because of their unfriendly demeanor or the uniforms they wore but more so because of the burning crossed fists badge that was pasted quite glaringly on their bodies. A pair of burning fists crossed together as if locked in combat… that was the symbol of the security bureau. Seeing the security bureau people handling some business here meant that something serious must have happened. There were about five security officers alone helping to maintain order around the area, a considerable number when you thought about how capable each security off