'Corrupting me? That is a funny thing to be worried about,' Rowan sighed internally, 'Here I am struggling to keep my power hidden to not corrupt you all, and you are worried about my welfare, I really need to gain my class and push my levels to the peak, I have a feeling that this appearance of outward weakness can become an irritating source of misinformation in the coming days, and I would rather not have weak fools plotting my downfall when there are larger troubles that should be holding my attention.'
Rowan paused as if in contemplation and then beamed, he made this a habit to habitually pause because the power of his perception was so powerful, that he could process information and arrive at a decision nearly instantaneously in real-time, but since he was still in the form of a mortal, he needed to follow certain annoying rules,
