"Understood." Naseng nodded heavily, killing intent boiling in his eyes.
He turned and strode away, his footsteps fading down the corridor like a Fierce Beast unleashed from its cage.
As the former personal guard of the Clan Leader, he shared a deep hatred for the one who had secretly murdered Titus.
The Laboratory fell silent once more.
Aidele stood in place with her back to Ian, her full chest rising and falling gently with each breath.
After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice soft yet filled with an undeniable resolve.
"Ian."
"Yes?"
"This material... can it be used for tracking?"
Ian was silent for a moment. "It can, but it will require some preparation and time."
He walked over to the lab bench and spread out a fresh sheet of parchment.
"The contamination carrier contains the residual Spiritual Power imprint of its Refiner. It's faint, but it can be analyzed.
Once I analyze the imprint's characteristics, I can follow the trail back to the source."
