Lein approached the man whose body now emitted a faint golden aura.
He wore tattered office clothes, dust-covered and scratched.
«How do I get him to help…»
Lein studied his face carefully: black hair, sharp features, eyes of warm brown.
The man stood still, but a nervous tremor in his shoulders betrayed a readiness to flee at any moment.
Lein moved cautiously closer.
The fatigue was slowly fading, yet a slight tremble in his legs still revealed his weakness.
«Story… Could you do me a favor?»
Silence was the only answer.
«Please, I'm the apostle of your master, entrusted with a heavy burden. Is that so hard?»
At last, as if replying to his plea, Story whispered:
[Hint: You can learn information about the Chosen only if you touch him.]
Lein mentally cried out with joy.
«I always knew Story was the best!»
Now he could learn everything about the Chosen, meaning he could play his part more precisely.
