"Does it disturb you?" Rex opened his arms and charged the overflowing power in him.
"Absolutely not," Linthia shook her head decisively. Her shadowy hair swirled left and right, following the movement of her head almost a second too late. "Nobody can match your growth. I never could be compared to you, that I am aware. But I am one of the few who would always try."
A smile curled on Rex's lips.
He liked the answer. That's the answer befitting of the Clarentium Empire's future general.
"I suppose you didn't come here only to congratulate me," Rex sucked his power back in. Not a single trace of his overflowing energy leaked out. He has perfect control over his aura, even after achieving a higher rank in divinity. "What message did you bring?"
"It's from the Gatekeeper of Lava, Dorn."
"Oh…?"
…
"Daughter…" Great Elder Rosa whispered in melancholy.
