Chapter 142: Blank Cores

Zorvax and Ophelia stood silently for a moment, each pondering over the list of abilities. Zorvax finally broke the silence with a measured tone. "Honestly, none of these abilities really align with our combat style," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment.

Ophelia nodded in agreement, her expression mirroring Zorvax's sentiment. "I was thinking the same," she said. "They seem somewhat limited for our purposes."

Zorvax's gaze drifted back to the list, his mind still working through the possibilities. "Sword Master, Flame Sword, Wind Spear... they're too specialized. And Stone Hand, while interesting, isn't versatile enough for our needs," he elaborated, his voice reflecting his analytical approach.

Ophelia, following Zorvax's train of thought, added, "And Sharpshooter, although somewhat useful, doesn't offer the breadth of enhancement we typically look for." Her tone was thoughtful, indicating her understanding of their strategic needs.