บท 445: The Art Of Necromancy (1)

Unaware of the danger Ashton had thrown himself into, Vulcan was busy mending and crafting weapons on the ship while playing with Aegis. Staying true to his words, he wasn't going to aid Ashton in any way. 

After all, the staff was a dangerous artefact that should remain hidden, especially now when corrupted minds were abundant in the galaxy. 

Vulcan wasn't judging Ashton, but there was the risk of him losing the staff of Eden to someone whose goal could be destruction on a scale unforeseen by anyone. 

Not to mention, the trial to obtain the staff would take a lot of work. The precursors would have made sure of it. But then again, it wasn't the first time Ashton had defied the odds and overcome trial, which no one would dare to attempt, let alone survive.

"Am I in the wrong?"