'Fascinating…'
Mias was floating on top of the roof of a one-story house, peering down into the village square, watching a mob of villagers bow down before Ophelia, each bearing the gift of an Aether Shard.
Simultaneously, he was in the Dungeon of Lust, helping Larry and Marvel create the forge and accessories by creating dioramas from smoke.
But, currently, while his focus was split, what was happening on the girl's side was much more intriguing.
Ever since he'd followed Ophelia to the village, he'd always felt that she was fairly weak… although, as someone who appeared weak to others at a glance, he wasn't going to be hasty in his judgement.
So, he'd been spying carefully and dissecting her abilities.
The first one she appeared to have was a sensory ability, because she acted as if she knew she was being watched, and whenever Mias tried to get behind her, the girl would turn and look at him, even though Nevermore should have hidden him nearly perfectly.
