It had been three minutes since Damian began his evolution, and no one knew what was happening inside the cocoon, a strange structure made of reddish-white energy that radiated vitality.
The energy was so potent that everyone in the faction could feel it in the air with every breath they took.
Damian was in a state of disorientation, or perhaps a catatonic state.
He was clearly conscious, yet he couldn't feel anything beyond his mind.
Though he was aware of what was happening to his physical body, he instinctively knew that something profound was occurring within his spirit.
Somehow, he understood that this evolution concerned his spiritual side more than his physical form.
"This is amazing... this evolution... Humans start as ordinary beings, then they evolve into Superior Humans. Above them are the High Humans," Sir Holloway muttered.
"What does a High Human evolve into?"
