Azrael stood atop the crown of the hollow tree; since he was stuck there due to the Taintstorm, he figured he might as well train his mental resistance to its attacks.
His eyes observed the gathered Chosen; a few Marked and even Proven were by his side, eager to train their minds as well.
It seemed he wasn't the only one that put a great value on his mental resistance. Even Raven, one of the only two people in the base with Radiant Purity Rank, was in the 'Observatory' with eyes closed in a meditating position.
Despite her relaxed posture, Azrael didn't feel even the faintest hint of weakness radiating from her figure.
It was the opposite—in fact, he was quite sure she was able to see him even with her eyes closed.
No matter what tactics he could hope to employ, they would be meaningless before her.
'Is that because of her Ascension Level or high Purity Rank?' he wondered.
A moment later he shook his head.
