Void Cloak

Max turned to the leader of the Black Lotus Guild, the only masked figure in the room.

His heart, or rather, his bloodline, resonated with this man in a way he couldn't explain.

An instinct told him he could trust him more than anyone else present.

But Max knew better.

Trust couldn't be based solely on instinct—not even blood.

Still, his curiosity got the better of him.

"What is it?" he asked cautiously.

The masked leader chuckled softly, the sound muffled behind his mask, but somehow reassuring.

"It's your black flames," he replied calmly. "They hold countless hidden abilities. So far, you've only touched the surface."

Reaching into his robes, he produced a skill scroll, sliding it carefully across the round table toward Max.

Max picked it up, his eyes falling on the words etched on its surface— 

[Void Cloak].