As light flickered, Sean's attribute panel expanded with three talent options:
1. [Blend In] (Passive)
All Companions gain Human Disguise (Duration: Permanent)."No more stares for Alien followers."
2. [Strength in Numbers] (Passive)
Summon 1 additional Companion per 10 Levels."Triple followers slots by Level 30."
3. [Power Surge] (Active)
Increase Companion attack by 50% for 10 minutes."CD: 24 hours."
Sean's eyes glowed. All three? He pleaded with the System: "I'll give half my gold to buy Magic stone!" No response.
Windsor waved a dying Black Iron Wind Wolf in front of him. "My Lord?"
Sean snapped back, slitting the wolf's throat. Focus.
Matthew smirked. "That lovesick look—I've seen it in mercs. Missing someone?"
"Absolutely not!" Sean protested. "What about you? Ever want a wife?"
Matthew spat wine. "Marriage is for pigs. My true partner is—" He caught himself as the kitten hissed and fled.
Sean changed topics. "Anduin,should I recruit quantity (Black Iron) or quality (Bronze) for Riverside's army?"
Anduin considered. "Quality. A few elites> many weaklings."
Sean nodded. [Strength in Numbers] it is. He selected the talent,feeling power surge through his veins.
…
Later, Matthew retrieved the kitten. "She's… sensitive about her species."
Sean raised an eyebrow. Species? What is that cat, really? He pocketed the thought, focusing on Riverside's future.