"So, are you saying my dormant Velios Bloodline is weaker than what I'll find there?"
Zao let out a hearty laugh at the question, his mirth echoing in the wind.
"Oh no, that's not what I'm saying at all. I've told you already, we aren't humans—or at least not the regular kind. Explaining it is…complicated. But suffice it to say, our race is among the most feared."
Zao adjusted his glasses, the reflective lenses catching the light as his tone turned more serious. "But even if that weren't true, the principle remains the same. Any family with enough experts refining their bloodlines over generations can bridge the gap. Not completely, but enough to compete."
Caine nodded thoughtfully at the explanation.
'There's an element of time to bloodlines, isn't there?' he mused, his mind racing. 'The ability to draw on the strength of your ancestors without limit, reaping the rewards of their efforts… how fascinating.'
