After dressing up in his good ol' purple robes that were new, he walked out of the bath and made his way out of the room, traversing the corridor before he made it to the dining hall.
The dining hall of the guest palace shimmered under a gentle moonlit glow, the walls reflecting soft silver halos like ripples on calm water. A fragrant mist of spiritual cuisine curled lazily upward, filling the air with warmth.
It was appetizing, but Davis wasn't in the mood to admire the feast.
'Charm…' Davis thought, his voice booming inside his head with anger.
He had never hated an ability this much in his life. Not only did it subvert an individual's Will, it also made them a love slave to the one who cast it. It was not much different from how he subverted one's Will using Enigmatic Heart Laws and made them kill themselves. However, the charm ability was subtle, embracing, and feeding one with the emotion they ached for: love.
It was an innate desire everyone possessed.
