Conrad took a deep breath as his thoughts began to accelerate.
Two choices.
That was all it came down to.
Black Ring State Of Calm was already active.
Despite the active ability of the Black Ring, Conrad understood that not everything can be solved by just having a Nen ability.
In these kinds of events, another type of talent was needed.
This was about decision-making.
About choosing a path and accepting everything that followed it.
Conrad understood that this needs to be experienced. It needs to be improved slowly by keeping on making right decisions that would not end in death.
That was the reason why experienced nen fighters were pretty confident and cautious, but still when they decided to do something, they followed it greatly with not much fear within their heart and body.
This was important to know for Conrad.
Right now, his mind worked too hard. All the thoughts that he is actively thinking just take one or two seconds.
He understood something simple.
"Here, I learn how to make decisions when it matters," he thought.
Something he needed to learn not later, not after reflection, but now, here, in this very moment.
Conrad closed his eyes briefly, shutting out the world not to escape it, but to sharpen his focus.
Then he reached into his pocket and called Adarte.
The call connected almost instantly.
Adarte answered,
Conrad spoke only two words.
"Help Anisa."
Then he ended the call.
Just trust.
Somewhere outside, Adarte smiled as he moved back and forth between cover points.
Without hesitation, he finished off the remaining armed guards around him, crushing resistance with decisive strikes, before redirecting himself toward Anisa's position.
Conrad, meanwhile, had already activated the orbs.
They floated silently around him, responding to his will without the slightest delay.
His aura tightened, refined through countless hours of training.
His En expanded outward, controlled and deliberate, reaching a diameter of ten meters, no more, no less.
The orbs were already active, but he mostly tried to use them as silent, hidden weapons.
But this time, he kept it on the open.
There was no need to hide; the enemy was in front of him.
Waiting for him to act.
So, there was no need to keep on hiding these orbs, at least the two of them.
He had another plan for the Aura Burst one, which he already sent outside of the building.
He approached the door.
Inside the room, Maxwell Herivo stood frozen.
Beside him stood a middle-aged woman as she was waiting for Conrad to move.
She did not take her eyes off Conrad for even half a second at all.
Maxwell swallowed and spoke.
"What do you think?"
The woman did not look at him.
She kept her eyes fixed on Conrad.
"He is young," she said calmly, "but powerful."
"His nen is powerful; I am having a hard time assessing his capabilities."
"Even then, it would be wrong to think that he is strong or weak just from the outside."
Maxwell shook his head.
He already had problems with these nen users, or superpowered people.
They talked too much and made many things complex and confusing.
He knew how to use guns and intimidation and other things, but these supernatural events never made sense to him, not to mention those people that used them.
She paused briefly, assessing.
"I can deal with him, but only with him." Despite the woman saying these words in a whisper, she kept on looking at the two spheres that kept on orbiting.
"Two orbs."
She used Gyo for a moment.
"So, he is most likely a manipulator."
"Those orbs have slivers of nen on them; they may be used to force a condition. I am not sure what their effects are, but it is a problem.
"I would prefer a direct fighter," the woman thought as she made a plan in her mind.
Conrad's gaze moved subtly, right to left, scanning the room.
The layout, the distance, the angles everything was catalogued in his mind.
Then, without warning, a small orb slipped out from beneath his coat.
In the span of a single second, it fired.
A compressed Nen shot streaked forward, aimed directly at Maxwell.
The woman reacted instantly.
A shield formed between Maxwell and the attack.
The shot struck the barrier with a sharp crack, splintering it apart as energy rippled through the room.
The shield shattered.
The force sent Maxwell stumbling backward, slamming into the wall behind him as papers and dust filled the air.
He collapsed to the floor, alive only because the shield had absorbed the core of the strike.
The woman lowered her arm, though the aura around her shifted slightly.
Conrad remained where he was standing in the doorway.
The exchange had lasted no more than a heartbeat.
"So, she can emit her aura to create aura shields."
"A great ability for protection..."
"If I am not wrong, her category must be 'Emitter.' I did not feel a change of quality in her nen."
"But she was taken aback."
"That is a great mental problem for her." Conrad thought and smirked as he nodded.