"What?!" President Cain reeled back a step.
"Shhhh, sir, please calm down," Brandon whispered, gesturing towards the closed door of the hospital room Seth resided in.
"B-but that can't be…" he voiced in a lower tone, shaking his head.
For the first time, the four were witnessing the president losing composure.
But they didn't think much of it, if anything his reaction made sense to them.
After all, this was Seth Duskreaver they were talking about.
One of, if not the best soldier the president could mobilize.
With the boundless benefit the guy had brought to the country, not reacting as such would be suspicious.
Meanwhile, contrary to what they thought, while the president was shaken it was due to a greater reason.
'But that can't be, he has the Origin Soul! He has an immense concentration of fortune-' his thought process suddenly came to a skidding halt.
As a thought dawned, he turned to Trisha standing silently by his side.
