As Shang put his hand on the table, he summoned the power inside him.
He felt the power steering, but then…
He stopped.
Just before his power activated, Shang had felt a feeling of doom.
His instincts told him that he shouldn't do that.
They told him that something horrible would happen if he used it.
It was like Shang was in front of a sleeping Commander Stage beast, and using his power was akin to poking it.
In short, Shang felt like he would be killed if he used it.
The Dean looked at Shang and noticed the subtle changes on his face.
After some seconds, Shang pulled his left arm back.
"The same as the weak Abominations?" the Dean asked.
The Dean had made a solid guess, and Shang confirmed it by nodding.
"So, in short, you are still too weak to make use of your actual Affinity," the Dean said.
