"Could you read his memories? I want to see what evil deeds he has committed."
"I'll give it a try."
Owen didn't recall possessing the ability to read others' memories, but he found himself instinctively agreeing.
Was it because of Rose?
He wasn't sure.
He impaled Sion against the wall with Ice through his left shoulder, effectively pinning him and simultaneously slowing the bleeding from his left hand.
Then, placing his index finger on Sion's forehead, Owen concentrated, directing his arcanergy to his fingertip.
After five minutes, he felt a shift in the arcanergy at his fingertip.
Simultaneously, Sion's memories flooded his mind, causing a wave of dizziness, nearly toppling him to the ground.
"Are you alright, young master?"
Rose was prepared, steadying him as he swayed.
"I'm fine." Owen sifted through Sion's memories, uttering only those two words.
