Looking at his hand, he still felt the aura of his little visitor. Compared to him, it was so small, so insignificant. And yet it felt strong. Limited, but powerful still. Deep within the Records, he felt a power that gave even him pause.
"What a powerful Bloodline…" he whispered to himself. It wasn’t just powerful; it was intimidating. Even the Record’s mere remnants carried the charms of something that refused to back away from his probing gaze. It was primal, like a wild beast, one refusing to surrender to even him.
Many might see this foolhardiness as a weakness, but the Viper felt only strength. One would never achieve true power from avoiding danger. It might lead to a short life, but without said determination, one would never reach the pinnacle either.
Smiling, he thought that h
