Celeste never imagined life energy could be this flawless, this pure.
It was a far cry from her own. Usually, any individual who possessed powers similar to Celeste had somewhat turbid life energy, but the leader of this mysterious Shadow Organisation possessed stunningly clear and beautiful vitality.
It was as the sprightly woman was as close as one could get to the source; the source of all life energy.
As the woman's potent energy roamed through Celeste's body meticulously, the latter basked in the clear sensation. It was akin to a gentle, delicate hand caressing the most hidden, unseen parts of her being, areas Celeste did not even know existed.
Suddenly, she sensed the leader's enchanting brow furrow.
Celeste froze.
Before the Chosen of the Divine Sovereign could ask what was wrong, the senescent woman abruptly removed her palm from Celeste's back and started pacing. Her steps echoed within the relatively small room like the worn hands of a grandfather clock.
