Viktor's mind was a storm of thoughts, even as he struggled to focus on the glowing vial in Alex's hand.
"What does he mean, the technology of Blackthorne is child's play?" he wondered.
The words carried both shock and curiosity. Was Alex mocking them? Or revealing a truth far beyond what Viktor had imagined?
"Did the Blackwoods develop this?" he questioned silently, brow furrowed. "Are they really that far ahead?"
The implications were staggering. If this came from Blackwood... if their reach and mastery of such technology were true... then Viktor had to reconsider everything he thought he knew about the House Blackwood.
As far as Viktor knew, the Blackwoods were not the aggressive type. They had always kept to themselves, distant and aloof, bound more by their ancient prophecy than by any hunger for conquest.
They did not interfere in the mundane world, not in the way the Blackthornes or the other Houses did.
That was what unsettled him most.
