He knew that Yuan and the others would be waiting for "Mr. White" to check on the prisoner. He would have to maintain the charade, even while his body was still recovering from the massive strain of the day.
Noah took a deep breath and focused his mind.
'Status,' he thought.
The familiar blue screen flickered to life in front of his eyes, displaying the cold, hard numbers of his current existence.
[Supreme Magus System$&@?!]
[Host: Noah Whiteheart]
[Level: 14]
[EXP: 20/100$&@?]
[Rank: High Magus (high)]
[Elements: Ice, Lightning]
[Mana: 1600/1600]
[Health: 400/400]
[Strength: 24]
[Agility: 25]
[Stamina: 24]
[Endurance: 23]
[Sense: 28]
[Supreme Points: 0]
[Skills and Abilities $&@?]
[Icicle (level 1)]
[Lightning Ball (level 2)]
[Aura Mask (level 3)]
[Limit-breaker (level ???)]
[Frost Blast (level 1)]
[Lightning Chain (level 1)]
[Freezing touch (level 1)]
[Ice hold (level 1)]
[Lightning Arrow (level 1)]
[Ice Spear (level 1)]
[Ice Mirror (level 1)]
