The core reflected the many lights within the confined space, and at the same time, the scent that lingered from the other cores couldn't compare to this one. It wasn't simply that the smell was more enticing. The smell tugged at the receiver's instincts, the smell was one that was of power instead of food.
Arachne still never witnessed the core effects, but Ailetta had. It was the same type of core that she consumed back when Noah seized the power of the woman in the jail cell.
Ailetta's eyes narrowed in recognition. She didn't need to say it; she understood what Noah wanted to do with it.
Ailetta stood across from them, admiring the structure of the core. But more importantly, she was thinking of the mechanism behind it. The skill required a soul and blood to be able to extract a skill, and then that skill could only be given to those bound to him by his blood pact skill.
