A few minutes later, Jake withdrew his hand from the Stele, wearing a hideous grin as if he had inadvertently swallowed a fly. He was still in shock from what had just happened. He could feel that this Soul Class had been forced upon him even after he refused.
"I won't accept it!" He punched the Stele in an unprecedented state of rage and hatred, generating a deafening sysmic shockwave that blew away all the trees and students peacefully picnicking in the gardens.
Only the fountain and the Stele remained intact. But far from relieving him, this only fueled his intense anger and predatory instincts. To make matters worse, he received a notification of the same ilk as the one he had received a few hours earlier, only much worse:
[The Stele has been pushed beyond the performance threshold for which it was programmed. Pending further maintenance, the Stele will remain out of service.]
" ... "
