'I'm about to die, huh…'
Aurion's body was already showing signs of strain.
His skin, previously radiant, had now started cracking… His fingers also began to tremble as he felt that his body was already dissipating.
The glow in his eyes had already dimmed as the energy from the towers was overwhelming him. Even for a Celestial Being, it was simply too much.
Orden, watching from within the barrier, couldn't help but feel sorry for Aurion. They had gotten closer over the past few years, but now, he was already about to meet his end.
"He's reaching his limit."
Ryzoir nodded grimly. "He's not supposed to channel all sixteen. Not alone…"
Ash looked up, vines coiling around her arms. "Then why is he doing it?"
"No one else could… His physique is special, and if we try it, we'd only last for a few seconds." Orden muttered.
Still, Aurion didn't stop.
