A strong pain surged from within him, making it almost impossible for him to stand.
Liya hurriedly stepped forward to support him, her eyes filled with concern.
"David, what's wrong?" Liya asked anxiously.
Biting through the pain, David spoke with difficulty, "The power of my bloodline seems to be resisting something, and this sense of conflict is getting stronger."
Upon hearing this, Liya felt a tightness in her heart; she realized that the power of David's bloodline might have some connection to the upcoming ritual.
If they were to forcibly proceed with the ritual, it could trigger unpredictable repercussions.
"We must act cautiously." Liya said in a deep voice, "The inscriptions on the stone tablet are tempting, but the risks involved should not be overlooked. Especially the corroded text, which may hide crucial information."
David nodded; he knew Liya was right.
They couldn't blindly pursue power while ignoring the risks and costs involved.
