Since becoming an Official Wizard, his Perception Ability has undergone a qualitative leap.
And at this moment, a subtle sense of dissonance, like a tiny thorn, gently pricks at the nerve endings.
"Really? Then how did you know so quickly, Senior Holt?"
Ron asked calmly, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Yet, his eyes discreetly scanned every detail of "Holt."
The Demon Hunter Knight's "Hunting Evil" ability was triggered, a sense of instinctive alertness spreading from the skin surface to the depths of his nerves.
Like a surge of electricity, or perhaps cold water flow, it instantly permeated his sensory system.
It was a special perception targeted at the Abyss existence, as direct and primal as a Hunter being able to smell the scent of prey.
This feeling was different from the usual Magic Power fluctuations, more like a rejection response from deep within the bloodline, a Demon Hunter's innate sensitivity to evil.
