Dreams were beautiful… until reality hit.
When Ethan scanned the gambling equipment with his Soul Energy, his excitement drained in an instant.
"What a load of crap…" he muttered under his breath.
Every table, every machine, every piece of equipment in the casino had been specially manufactured. Even his Soul Energy couldn't pierce through them to see what was inside.
Of course. This was a Zane family casino. They weren't fools—they'd have anticipated Soul Energy users and built in protections.
"Screw it… I'll just play casually. I'm here to gather information anyway."
His enthusiasm thoroughly dampened, Ethan picked a random table and dropped into a seat.
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Amber adjusted her hair in the mirror, changed into athletic wear, and stepped out of her bedroom in the presidential suite. She made her way toward the section of the ship where the Ethereal battle pods were kept.
The moment she left, a crew member slipped into the corridor behind her, keeping a discreet distance.
