The surging ice blue rushed towards Abigail, making her body involuntarily sway backward. At that moment, she had an illusion of being in the ocean, as if the waves were about to swallow her whole.
This ability... is not without side effects, she suddenly realized. Each time she discerned others' words, it consumed energy, and talking simultaneously with two hundred people was no less than running a marathon.
If she weren't an experienced ability user, just the feedback after one round of greetings would have utterly exhausted her.
Turns out I'm not so welcomed.
Abigail gave a silent bitter smile. If not a full hundred percent, at least over ninety percent of the agents in the hall showed aversion towards her.
Was it merely because she disturbed their after-hours life?
The answer was clearly negative. If they truly resisted overtime, they wouldn't have responded to the captain's assembly order from the start.
