Rowan did not rush to any conclusion because the truth would soon be revealed to him. What was he going to discover when he penetrated the ranks of the resistance, would it be a talented child who created a powerful technique to uplift their race or a group of traitors who had condemned the rest of their kind to extinction just to remain a slave to the Ascendants?
All the Blood Bound here were at the Deific Rank, the terrifying growth rate of their bloodline displaying its strength. He appeared beside one of them and stuck his finger into the brain of the Blood Bound.
Unaware of Rowan's presence or even what was happening to him, the Blood Bound was watching the movements of the Calamity with fascination.
Rowan closed his eyes and delved into the mind of this man as he attempted to touch his soul. The past three years were not in vain as he had been practicing with his consciousness, and gaining his soul gave him new abilities that he had not even begun to explore.
