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Looking over to the walls, a glow surrounded the area, dimly lighting up the room.

Deactivating the glow in his eyes, he made his way towards the door.

Observing it for a while, he noticed the tube lock had been used, he could only think of two people who had led the experiment of a rogue gift user.

Looking over his shoulder, he glared at her. "Sesa!"

"Master?!" She yelped in reply, trembling and rubbing her fingers as she pleaded. "I swear, I just came here to inspect the problem."

A smirk made its way to his lips and he nodded. "I believe you, but where is Zhao?"

This was a question that was as hard as asking about her true roots–being adopted by her master made her question who or what she was.

Due to her unique ability, she was specifically placed to be in charge of the experiment right after the head scientist had betrayed the organization.

"Zhao... I... D..." She tried to come up with some excuse for his absence but was cut off.

He burst out in a peal of crazed laughter at what he had just thought of, "Zhao... Zhao... Zhao!"

He pushed back his black hair and had a smug look on his face. Placing his palm on the scanner, it made a buzz and rejected his fingerprint.

[Please enter the right biometric data]

Cross popping veins made their way to his head at the warning given by the security system.

"Ahhh... I see, I'm not the one with the right biometric data." The master sarcastically replied while pointing to himself.

Raising his fist in front of him, he watched as a blue aura coated it, "I've been wanting to do this for a while now."

Boom!

He dealt heavy damage to the security system on the side, slightly making a crack in the metal door.

Crkk!

Sesa pushed back when she saw tiny crack marks spread out all around the door.

She had never seen him use such brute force.

Bam!

Boom!

The metal crumbled away and dropped onto the floor in broken bits.

Dusting his hands, she shook them and laughed. "Those engineers lied to me, this isn't the strongest metal in Arkai."

'But master it is! Yet you tore it down like a piece of paper?!' Sesa panicked at how relatively easy it was for him.

She watched as he kicked on the rest that lay on the floor and nodded. He was observing the damage he had done, and she couldn't help but wonder how had gotten to the top of the power chain.

Stepping into the chamber, he sniffed the air and immediately closed his nose. "F*cking hell?!"

Using his sleeves to cover his nose, he looked around for the cause of such a putrid smell. To his horror, he saw several jars destroyed.

The spill on the floor had darkened into a deep red, almost as though blood had been the spill.

The corner of his lips raised as he stared at the numerous jars that were destroyed, there was no way they could be replaced–not with how rare they were with the users dead.

He punched at the wall in suppressed rage, if they had left a few, there must have been a plan to this that he was yet to understand.

'This was intentional.' He observed, turning his attention towards the one shelf that had what he had kept safely.

Rushing to the shelf, he noticed it was gone.

He froze and held his chest in pain. The mere sight of not getting what he needed made him groan in slight pain.

'How could it be gone?!' He raged, biting down on his bottom lip.

That elixir was his only shot at healing himself when he could complete it from the remaining secret in that scroll.

If where he stood wasn't a delicate area, he would have known the amount of damage he would have caused due to the rage he had developed.

There was a limit to the help Rumi could do in his case, there were very few people who knew about the elixir–Sesa, Rumi, and Zhao, and the only people who had access to the chamber were Sesa and Zhao.

His eyes narrowed as he thought about the possibility of it being the latter, it couldn't have been Sesa, she was right with him and had rushed to the scene, yet Zhao was nowhere in sight.

Few people could be pointed at, and the culprit mostly never shows up at the crime scene.

Second thoughts crept into his mind, feeling it might have been Sesa. If he wanted answers he would have to go through his method of interrogation.

Storming out of the chambers, his gaze was focused on Sesa. Grabbing her by the top, he took a handful.

"Master, what's wrong?" Sesa croaked and struggled to gasp for breath as he tightened his grip on her top which squeezed in on her neck.

"You planned this with him, didn't you?! You won't deceive me just because you came here to have a look!!" He barked at her.

His eyes glinted in fury and his eyes were bloodshot.

There was no way he could calm his nerves if the elixir was gone, this was a thought-out plan, aimed at him and there was no other person he knew who could resort to such plans if not Zhao.

Sesa had one of her eyes closed as she winced in pain from his grip, "I... don't... kn-now what you're talking... a..."

"You won't buy me off with that bullshit!" He cut in, spitting out profanities in her face.

Hot tears rolled down her eyes after being shaken up by his tone of voice and violent demeanor.

She had always tried to be the perfect daughter and loyal subordinate he had, yet she had realized even that wasn't enough–she could never live up to the expectations of her master's first love.

'It's all because of her that all this is happening in the first place!' Sesa cried in her thoughts.

Letting go of Sesa, the master gripped his chest tighter, tugging at his shirt. A memory flashed through his thoughts, Lyra had warned him that his anger would be his downfall, he had not expected her to make those words a reality.

Sesa let out a gasp of air and coughed repeatedly the moment she dropped to the ground.

She was more than glad that he had experienced what he would call temporal seizures, this would always force him to calm his anger no matter how great it was.

The master inhaled and exhaled as he leaned on the wall to catch his breath. Beads of sweat trailed down his forehead as he forced his eyes open.

'Damn you Lyra! The one mistake I had made was to let you experience a painless death.' He thought in spite.

What she had left for him was more than enough to torment him for the rest of his life since she defected.

That incomplete elixir was the only thing he was able to create from the first scroll while she left with the most important one.

He burst into a bitter laugh as he remembered how tough it was to track her whereabouts, yet after having his revenge, he felt nothing but more hurt, and his efforts on uncovering the truth were placed at a standstill.

Sesa watched in horror at his demeanor. She wished she could flee like Fegan and Gaviel and be gone from the crazed life of the organization, but she knew all that was a fleeting thought coupled with the fact that she was spineless.

The fear she had developed for him had made her fear of being killed by the unlucky lots.

She wished she could leave, but even that wasn't an option, not while her master was in a crazed state, any rash action could lead to her death.

She flashed a glance in Arion's direction, her heart pounding when she realized she had not spared him a look since all the crazy began.

When she witnessed his chest rise and fall, she let out a sigh at the fact that he had not been killed because of her. 'When I get Zhao, he's so dead!'

Sesa closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She could feel a cold gaze piercing through her from behind. Stiffly she turned her head to witness the hard glare her master had focused on her.

Her hand clasped over her mouth as she swallowed a scream, her heart in her throat. She couldn't understand what had gone missing in the chamber that made him dead seriously and boiling in rage.

"Do you care for that young lad?" His cold tone resonated.

"He... He's under my c... care." She stammered and forced her head down, unable to hold his glare.

She could only expect the worst was yet to come.

'Here it comes!' She grimaced and closed her eyes.

"Good." He replied with a light chuckle.

'What the heck?!' Sesa thought on in shock, raising her head to stare at her master in confusion.