His gaze shifted warily to the spirits hovering around Kane—resting on his shoulders, dancing gently over his arms, curling like wisps of living energy.
But now, they didn't just seem playful. There was a glint in their eyes, an awareness. Max could feel it clearly—an undercurrent of excitement, like they had seen something extraordinary.
'Did these spirits sense my Dimension of Spirit?' he wondered with growing unease, the realization settling in his gut.
If Kane had figured out something from the behavior of his spirits, Max could only shake his head in helpless resignation. He didn't want anyone knowing about his class—not yet. Still, he had to act calm.
"Master Kane, can you give me one of your spirits?" he asked lightly, masking his nervousness with a composed smile.
Kane's eyes twinkled, the knowing edge of his grin making it clear that he understood far more than he let on.
