Chapitre 2632: Zoltene

Wicked tried to move and writhe, but the suppression of the Life Tablet was so firm that he could hardly budge at all. Aside from some incoherent sounds that sounded not much different from baby babble, he wasn't able to do anything else. 

Leonel reached down and pulled his head up, looking into Wicked's ferocious eyes and seeing something else that was interesting. 

'Could it be the reason he's a little… slow isn't because of a matter of age, but a matter of this instead?'

Wicked's eyes were filled with fury right now, and that wasn't too surprising given the situation. But the main issue wasn't that. Instead, it seemed that it was a bit… too much, almost as though it would be less accurate to say that he was furious and more accurate to say that he was… Feral. 

There was a thin dividing line between the two, but looking at the foam coming from Wicked's mouth, it was clear that it was closer to the latter.