Chapter 64: The Fear
"Are you alright?" Safo rushed to ask. Maun was shaking, his bald head had drops of sweat like morning dew. Safo was always amused by Maun Drew's name due to recalling a refreshment drink from Earth. But now he chuckled inwardly thinking that they should call the man "Maun Dew."
"What does your resource do, boy?" Sweat and saliva dripped, accumulating under Maun.
"I… I could just feel if someone wants to kill me or attack with an intention to murder. That is all." Safo was startled a bit, he didn't want to make an ire of the general. Safo was still under the impression that the Military Advisor could create a blue fireball, 65.000 degrees hot even without using Torch. Previously he was playing a "humble guy" saying that his limit was only 50.000 with Troch.