The chilling aura enveloped the whole room. Mr. Rowan had a surprised look in his eyes; behind him, the little fatty's eyes flashed with greed, but his expression returned to normal in a matter of seconds, completely hiding whatever nefarious intentions he had.
What shocked everyone was what came next as the noble lady turned her head to look at the youngster behind her.
Alan, who had Theodora's permission, walked towards the case held by Mr. Lonton.
The more he walked towards the case, the heavier the sharpness he felt.
As if this little shrapnel was the center of a gale storm ready to shred anything that came near it to pieces.
Everyone was slightly surprised to watch the youngster gently using his aura to touch the shrapnel, with the fluid movement of an expert that did not match his age. He did not take long to retreat back and take a paper and pen to write with.
Item: [scale of the colitas Gale Drake]
Grade: [???]
