Adam's influence on Eden had already begun to spread.
Scott training harder and Felecia pushing herself was just the beginning .
He hadn't intended or commanded it, but his growth alone had shifted the atmosphere of the manor.
Still…
That wasn't what occupied his mind.
His focus rested entirely on the headless corpse lying on his floor.
William.
Or what remained of him.
Objectively speaking, the body offered nothing through Equip or Connect.
It had been dead for over a week, the soul flame was long degraded and there was no intact talent to extract, not as if it would have been worthwhile.
But Adam wasn't after a talent.
He was after Vanta.
He didn't like how helpless he had been during that fight against William.
The feeling of his star power slipping while William's surged, that suppression had given him a bitter taste in his mouth and if not for Judgement's creation mid-combat he would have died.
And next time?
He might not be as lucky.
