Blake, however, stopped in his tracks and turned on Astor sharply, his eyes narrowing into a stern glare as his voice dropped into a lower, warning tone. "Astor, have you gone mad?" he demanded, his brows furrowed in deep concern.
"This mission is extremely important to Young Master Omar." He took a deep breath before continuing, his voice firm but edged with urgency. "I've heard that Young Master Omar was born with a unique physique—a special constitution that allows him to absorb and accommodate the abilities of certain specific monsters. The whole reason for getting the ten eyes of the Lightning Ten Legs Spider is precisely for that purpose. Don't even think of doing anything reckless that might cause Young Master Omar any dissatisfaction. If you anger him, it won't just be you paying the price—it'll drag the rest of us down with you."
