Priam closed the door to Bechar's office. The rest of their conversation had given the changeling ideas. [He Who Eludes Death] was an alien Talent he had no chance of reproducing, and Priam had no interest in telling him about it. What they had discussed was the possibility of using Titles or Talents to steal affinities from Concepts. This was sothing Bechar had never heard of.
Priam could do it every day of the week with [Tribulation Hunter]. Whether this only works for Tribulations remains to be seen.
The more he thought about it, the more Priam was convinced that the System wasn't against a user trying to take advantage of the rules. It was almost encouraged. The Tribulations were both a trial and a reward.
Descending the steps to leave the Colosseum, Priam abruptly stopped. On the second floor, rcury was waiting. The rchant looked up at Priam and smiled.
Priam descended the last steps and shook hands with the rchant.
"I suppose Sphinx was able to pass the Urn to you?" asked Priam.
"Indeed," smiled rcury. "I've been inford that you've found your father safe and sound. I'm very happy for you. I'll keep looking for your sister."
"Thank you," Priam replied. The System had told him that his sister was not on the Moon, but perhaps the rchant would find soone who had seen her on another world. He kept that to himself - after all, rcury had specified in their contract that his search would stop at the Moon and Reunion. Sorry, rcury, but this is too important to be honest.
"I don't suppose you ca here just for that?"
"No indeed... I think we can still help each other," rcury said in a low voice.
"aning?"
"You have enemies who spread Annoying information, shall we say. They're trying to undermine your authority as Champion by accusing you of sacrificing innocent lives to temporize your Tribulations," rcury said, probing Priam's eyes.
Priam's gaze remained clear. On the one hand, because the mist concept he controlled now deeply penetrated his being. A kind of cloud now covered his eyes. His gaze could now disconcert those who plunged into it.
On the other hand, Priam was determined to assu his responsibilities.
"That's both true and false," admitted Priam. "To tell you the truth, I didn't think about the dangers to the inhabitants. I was fighting for my life and did what I had to do to survive. However, at no ti did I deliberately place the life of an innocent person between myself and danger. I spent about twenty hours saving hundreds, maybe even thousands, of innocent people."
Priam's gaze hardens, "I have wrongs that I intend to right to the best of my ability. If any factions try to play with that, I'll destroy them."
rcury recoiled, and Priam realized that he had just used his Domain. The Champion of Humanity's aura was heavy. "Sorry, I haven't yet mastered all the subtleties of my Supremacy," he apologized.
rcury swallowed and smiled again. The man was a professional, Priam had to give him that.
"It's nothing. To tell you the truth, it's even a good experience because I'm sure so people will try to pressure with this technique. In fact, that's part of the reason I ca here today," he explained. "I've got a proposition for you if you'll listen to ."
Priam agreed. Maintaining a cordial relationship with rcury was a good idea. Even the best fighter would need information to apply his force.
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