Duncan truly blanked out for a good few seconds before he could wrap his mind around what A-Dog was saying—not that he couldn't understand the words, but the impact of the reality took a moment to digest.
"Are you sure?" he asked, lifting a small piece of greyish-black flesh with faint hints of blue from the little iron box and pinching it,"This thing is part of the Profound Saint?"
"You... you're pinching it?!" A-Dog's voice broke with alarm as he watched Duncan's overly bold move,"Don't you feel the immense pressure and power it emits?"
"No," Duncan shook his head, then added,"And it's not just me; Fanna and Morris didn't have much of a reaction either—they only found it somewhat dangerous or unsettling, but none of the commotion you're showing."
