176 Runt of the family Part1

The old man looked up, gazing at Sylvia, his eyes filled with sympathy and worry. 

"This… Take your hand away, child. Let's see what happens the second time." He said though he already knew nothing was going to change the second time around.

Sylvia nodded and removed her hand.

She waited for a good minute, before placing her hand again, but unfortunately, the same thing repeated one more time.

Several hues flashed on and off and at the end, the small ball settled into a rich creamy white color.

Cadmus Akhekh was completely left speechless. In the entire history of their clan, no one had ever tested with such an affinity.

Sylvia was not dumb. She saw what was going on and understood that something wasn't right.

"What does this mean, grandfather?" She asked in her formal tone that she usually used with him.

Cadmus Akhekh shook his head. "It's alright, pumpkin. This might have to do something with your irregular body condition."