It fell freely down his back, slightly disordered, lacking the natural flow and vitality that Michael's hair possessed.
His eyes, a familiar shade of green, were the most telling difference. Where Michael's gaze was sharp and alive, Jester's appeared dulled, as though a thin veil had been drawn over them.
However that was not the biggest difference about Jester compared to a few hours ago when Michael had last seen him.
After evolving, Jester had levelled up to level 68, three levels higher than Michael had been before his own opportunity. Now it was ten levels lower.
Just what had happened?
Michael's brows furrowed slightly as he straightened in his seat.
"What happened to you?"
His voice was calm, but there was a clear edge to it. The change was too obvious to ignore.
Jester, however, did not react much. His expression remained as composed as ever, his posture straight and steady despite the visible changes.
"I made use of my law ability," he replied.
