Angel observed Maguston carefully, trying to see how he resisted the fruit's allure.
However, after observing for a while, he couldn't discern any trick.
It wasn't that Angel's observational skills were weak, but the current situation didn't allow him to extend his spiritual tendrils, making it hard to fully understand with just sensory observation.
Yet, even though nothing was apparent externally, Angel vaguely felt a familiar yet unfamiliar aura quietly emanating from Maguston's position.
"A very faint mysterious aura," Angel muttered to himself, detecting a slight mysterious aura on Maguston.
Compared to the overwhelming waves emitted by the Mysterious Fruit, the mysterious aura on Maguston was as weak as a leaf boat in a storm, perpetually on the brink of destruction.
"Is it a Mysterious Object? A Mysterious Object that can ward off attraction?"
