Delving into someone's mind had become far easier for him. It was not just because of the third thread, which traced a person's strongest emotions through their memories, but also because of the fifth thread, whose intricate nature was deeply intertwined with both the mind and its Gate.
Practising over a thousand times has made it second nature to him.
The moment Adrian took Allen's hand, he effortlessly resonated with his magical waves and slipped past the surface of his consciousness, descending into the depths of his mind.
Finding a specific memory was usually difficult. Unless he knew exactly what he was searching for or the memory had left an overwhelming mark on the person's psyche, countless fragments blended together into an endless maze.
It wasn't impossible just time consuming.
But neither problem existed here.
'Found it.'
Blood.
The sight alone drained every trace of color from Allen's face, making his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
