Jacob stared at his system screen, stroking his chin between his index finger and his thumb.
He pondered on it. If he did add the individual to his army, maybe he would be able to extract more information out of him, plus his talents would be a good asset on the battlefield.
He narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, Manifest!" He spoke vindictively.
Dark shadowy tendrils began to emerge from the ground, coming together and forming an individual on its knees, crouched just before him.
"At your service, Master." The shadow of Savant spoke, its form was the same height and size as his human form, only darker, similar to the night sky.
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2. Jirin
3. Savant
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Jacob furrowed his brows, "You were saying something just before you died, what was it." Jacob looked at his soldier.
