Elaine watched Gideon's back without saying anything, then rolled her eyes. She never understood what drove men to walk straight into battles they weren't even sure they could win.
Did they never think about their own safety, or the strength of the enemy in front of them?
The aberrant facing Gideon was not as strong as the Devourer, but it was extremely toxic, like many A to S rank aberrants that people usually avoided because they simply were not worth the trouble.
Their bodies could not be consumed, and their cores were difficult to extract. The risk and effort outweighed any reward.
Even so, she had a feeling Gideon would win anyway, he was the one that singlehandedly fought the Devourer.
The moment she touched him, she knew his body was different, as if it was built from something else entirely. Strange, but not something she wanted to put her finger on.
