Whisker's words came like ice-cold water splashing all over him. Alex turned toward Jungwen and then Qing Tianchui.
"Is it not working?" Alex asked the two.
"I don't think I'm helping anything," Jungwen answered. "My presence is unnecessary."
Alex frowned and turned toward the other blood beast. "What is happening with your Soul Confluence?" he asked Pearl's father.
"It's working, but not entirely," the beast said. "It's almost there, but not completely."
"But why?" Alex asked, unable to come up with an answer himself.
"I don't know," the dragon said immediately, a look of panic filling him. His son wasn't doing as well as they had hoped. Pain still wrecked him, and the dragon found it hard to watch.
He turned toward Alex, a look of worry and anger flashing through them. Worry that his son might die. Anger that he had been the one to push this to happen.
