"Its master, that Mother of Corruption, is certainly extremely powerful; her power permeates even through the mark," the Angel told Alex, warning him about the origin of the power.
Alex stroked the mark through his scarf, feeling the strange warmth. If the master of the mark was indeed that powerful, then his chances of surviving and escaping control were very slim, like an ant fighting an elephant.
This was a sharp double-edged sword. She was strong; the more power Alex could borrow, the faster his advancement speed would be, but the price to pay would also be higher.
'Mhm.' Alex reinforced his belief once again, his eyes becoming determined.
One must always try at least once; sitting and waiting for death was not his style.
