Would Be Catastrophic

After leaving the dark office with the wall-sized aquarium, Dante was led back to the elevator he had taken before. This time, the suited man with sharp eyes didn't follow him inside. Dante was hoping to ask him a few questions on the way down, but he was just told to return to his post and continue his work.

'That… that was stressful…' 

[Indeed,] Volcan said. [Aetherions sure are a difficult enemy to deal with.]

'You said it.'

Truth compulsion magic. Just knowing they were dealing with something like that changed his whole perspective on the heist.

'Don't tell me they have some bastard that can read minds, too…'

[That would be catastrophic.]