The following day, after Dante and Zac saved the teenagers from Nihilor's illusion, Camille sent a mber of the Epsilon Team to speak with their parents.
The Epsilon Team specialized in infiltrating governntal positions of power, and they worked as a fountain of information and influence.
The teenagers' parents were told a half-truth, as the Epsilon mbers explained that their children were being targeted by a dangerous gang, so the governnt would be taking care of them.
Moreover, the handler ordered a few of the mbers from the Alpha Team to protect the hos of the kids, just in case the demon decided to go for their families.
The Gamma Team, led by Maya, was still guarding Dante's ho, knowing that a second attack was possible.
Since the harpion twins never returned from their mission, it was safe to say that the Blood Dragons took them for dead and would try a second ti again.
"Hmm, the house with Maya and the twins should be enough for the ti being…" Dante muttered.
"Wait, wait… We are not going to make the kids fight," Camille replied.
To the warlock, Asher and Amara were two harpion demons. However, in Camille's eyes, they were just two ten-year-olds who happened to be stronger than other humans.
Even though Dante disagreed with the handler's opinion, he understood her point of view, as the woman wasn't used to seeing young-looking demons like them.
"Well, I suppose it won't be a problem if Zac and gan are there anyway…" the warlock said.
While Dante and Camille kept coming up with a plan, she ntioned that she wanted to look for Trinity's father, who was supposedly a doctor who had disappeared a few years ago.
The handler found it strange that the Blood Dragons targeted a single individual doctor from the thousands they could have chosen, so she knew that there was more to the man.
Even after she asked Trinity, the hacker didn't know the purpose of her father's kidnapping.
Later that day, Dante went to the laboratory to check on his friends' training and was pleasantly surprised to see Clara accompanying the scientist.
The redhead woman had been going through her own type of training ever since she got out of the hospital. However, the process for her was entirely different from Zac and gan.
Since Clara was able to perceive the umbra in the environnt after being under Astaorth's curse for years, Dante believed that she would soon be able to control it.
Dante described her as a "forged warlock," as that was the na that was given to people who developed the ability to see and control umbra without being directly related to any warlock from Shadowvale.
On the other hand, gan and Zac couldn't perceive umbra as clearly as Clara, as they weren't in a contract with a demon but with Dante himself.
The pair could see it whenever it was condensed in a single area, but they couldn't see the constant umbra flowing from all living beings. Still, even without being able to perceive it continuously, they could manage to control it with practice.
While Clara's training revolved around her sitting in front of a table trying to move stuff around with umbra, gan and Zac's training revolved purely around combat.
"I hope you are doing well, Miss Clara," Dante politely greeted the woman.
"I'm doing amazing, all thanks to you!" said the woman with a warm smile.
The warlock was curious to see how much she had improved in the last few days, as he wasn't able to personally coach her when she started—All he could do was give Paige a list of training thods for her to recreate with Clara.
However, now that he had a bit of spare ti, he wanted to give the woman a few more tips to make it easier on her.
Dante sat on one end of the table, where a few cups were placed on the surface for Clara to move with her powers.
When the redhead woman closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she pointed her palm at one of the cups, and the warlock widened his eyes with surprise for a brief second.
Clara's body didn't produce much umbra, as the woman didn't seem to have any ill thoughts or feelings.
Dante had known a few people like that in the past, but none of them were warlocks, who usually had a higher amount of negative feelings than others.
Nevertheless, Clara was manipulating the faint umbra in the air to make the cup gently levitate from the table—a feat that Dante found impressive.
Paige, who had seen the warlock's expression during the test, inquired about his thoughts.
The warlock explained that controlling the umbra in the environnt was much more complex than using the umbra flowing from one's own body.
"If I cast a spell using my own umbra, I can cast it much faster and more efficiently than if I were to gather the faint energy in the air for a spell…" Dante elaborated.
The umbra that flowed from all living beings would stay in the environnt for so ti before dissipating. However, these umbra currents were too weak to be used efficiently.
"Miss Clara's body doesn't produce much umbra, so she intuitively manipulated the flow in the air… That takes a lot more skill," Dante continued.
"What does that an for her?" Paige asked.
"Well, we can do the test to see her affinity…" he replied.
Dante continued explaining and said that once a warlock learned how to manipulate umbra at a basic level, they could do the test to see which kind of warlock school of magic they were the most talented at.
The scientist's eyes lit up with excitent, asking what they needed to conduct the test imdiately.
"Hmm, simple. We just need a cup," Dante casually replied.
Still, Paige didn't question the warlock and called the servants outside the testing room, asking for ten cups.
'One was enough, but alright…' Dante thought.
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