The Holy Empire's bloodline was the highest Paladin bloodline that Grey had ever come across. They had a complete monopoly on it, and the only other Paladins that existed even in close, loyal proximity to them came from those with twisted paths they had to trudge forward through on their own.
This seemed fine on the surface. But the more Grey thought about it, the more he had a singular thought…
Was this on purpose?
Prometheus had told him that the weakness of his Paladin Frame was his bloodline. It was the only thing holding him back from having what should, by all rights, be by far his strongest Frame right now.
He had covered a lot of that weakness thanks to taking from Elowen and Zara. But it still felt somewhat… incomplete.
However, all Prometheus had told him was that the Frame was perfect for humans. It hadn't said that there was a higher tier of human, or some special, godlike human that stood beyond the others.
It had just said… human.
