Chương 98: Art In Motion

Dorian slowly walked towards the object on the desk, staring at it intensely.

The comb was midnight black, with a tiny purple gem on it that beautified its being.

The comb's design was effortless yet very eye-catching, making one feel that it should be a family heirloom of some sort.

Its entire presence compelled one to grow fond of it. 

But for Dorian who had his heavenly eye activated, the appearance that everyone saw, wasn't its true form.

Everyone watched as Dorian took several steps toward the table. And the closer he got, the more anxious they grew.

The ache in their gut kept telling them that something might happen any moment now.

So their bodies subconsciously prepared for the worst, leaving as hard as they could on the walls.

For Chindu, his entire body began shaking as he covered his face with his hands while peeking through the little gaps across his fingers.