Emir, Lyra, Ragnar, Kiera, Jake, Sarah, Evan, Hiro, and Leo sat in a wide circle in their base's empty training room.
In their center was an Aether Core, similar in appearance and size to the one Arthur had gotten.
No, he didn't steal it; it was the one he had been 'gifted' about a month back.
In all honesty, Emir would've certainly liked another Aether Core, stealing certainly was no issue for him, but the problem here was who he was going to steal from.
Rather, not him but the one behind him.
The Fortune's Wheel.
Emir didn't know and didn't want to know what it would cook up if Arthur's Aether Core suddenly 'disappeared' again.
It was quite a scary thought.
So he left the pathetic boy alone and came here, fulfilling a promise he gave to his men.
While he wasn't going to share access to the Aether Core beyond today, he wanted to give them a taste, get them used to the high.
Who knows? It just might get their pace up.
