Being Suspected

"Wow, this is incredible!" Arthur exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief as he absorbed the myriad capabilities of Evolon.

With Evolon by his side, he felt invincible.

A whirlwind of dangerous yet fantastic ideas began to swirl in his mind.

But just as excitement surged through him, Evolon's voice cut through the euphoria like a bucket of cold water. "Master, my current abilities are restricted; I cannot perform at my highest level."

Arthur snapped out of his daydream, resentment flickering in his gaze. "What do you mean your abilities are restricted?" he asked urgently.

"I require a powerful host to unleash my full potential," Evolon explained calmly.

"A host? Like something I attach to you?" Arthur replied, confusion knitting his brow.

"Affirmative, Master, similar to how I'm currently housed within this laptop," Evolon clarified.