The essence of a Dark Sun Level Time Hound, the hunting skills she possesses, her understanding of the Power of Time... These are invaluable treasures.
Ron reached towards his chest and pulled out a silver pocket watch.
Nari sensed the abnormality of the other party, her six arms writhing uneasily under the cloak:
"Darling, you seem a bit... off. This idea is dangerous, what if that hound's consciousness contaminates you..."
"Mother, I know the risks."
Ron glanced back at her:
"But some opportunities, if missed, will never come again.
Besides, I am confident enough to control the process."
Aselia pondered for a moment in his arms, then slowly nodded:
"Indeed, a Time Hound of this level is extremely rare. If her abilities can be acquired safely..."
She paused:
"However, devouring the consciousness of a Dark Sun Level being, even a residual soul, is never a simple matter. Are you sure you can handle this burden?"
"There's only one way to find out."
