At this point in time, Adam sat in one of the VIP seats. The lighting had dimmed to a low, ambient red.
Beside him sat Zinee, arms folded, legs crossed. He didn't look at her; for there was no need. Everything within a twenty-meter radius was as clear to him as daylight, sight, smell, and sound, all hyper-attuned.
Even without looking, he could feel her eyes on him. Ever since Nyx had left to prepare for her upcoming performance, Zinee's gaze hadn't left his side. As she chose to sat beside him.
Curious, Adam subtly reached out with his power, probing her surface desires.
Suddenly, a rush of memories and longing flooded into him.
"I've encountered many supernatural beings in my life. Some weak, others powerful, and a rare few bordering on the divine. But in this world, evolution is a law just like the wind that blows, the fire that burns, and the lightning that strikes."
"Every race, whether bound by logic or supernatural, is subject to it."
