"Good," Lirian whispered, "Then from now on until you have my permission you are forbidden from attempting to become an adapt."
Lirian's words thundered in Izlandi's mind and for a second she even doubted her ears.
"Why?" she cried out indignantly, she didn't want to accept such a condition.
She couldn't understand why Lirian would ask such a thing of her, the entire reason she humiliated herself in front of Lirian to make him teach her was because of her desire for power.
Currently all she needed to do was collect resources, essence of the body and essence of the mind, before she was able to make her breakthrough and become an adapt.
Lirian having become accustomed with Izlandi knew that the stubborn girl would react in such a manner, but still he couldn't help but sigh in exasperation, "Because your body is lagging behind, not to mention your mind which is in a sealed state, your centre's of power are a complete mess,"
