Michael couldn't see much with Mind Reader before the Dark Heavens member died. That was no surprise, but Michael was satisfied enough with the result. He was angry, to be precise.
The memories showed Dark Heavens, their headquarters, the Blaze Patriarch, and some of the higher-ups' conversations. There wasn't much because everything went by so fast, but it was enough to tell that the situation was not yet at its lowest point. It was going to get worse.
Michael sighed but stored the corpses before rushing to the crew member who'd protected the spaceship's terminal. Fortunately, if one ignored his missing arm, the man wasn't too badly injured. He was still bleeding from where his arm had been severed, but his life was not in danger.
"I should be able to heal you. Where is your arm?" Michael asked, his head flicking left and right to find the man's severed arm. The man coughed weakly before retrieving the arm from his War Rune storage.
