Kael glanced at him like he was watching a madman. He knew the truth. The reason the plan had failed wasn't something anyone could predict.
The avatar of the Bitchy woman that found him wasn't just any trace.That avatar was core region of the whole set up and its death foiled all the plains.
It carried a wisp of her consciousness—a pure fragment of divine essence. And when it died, that divine essence remained. He had devoured it.
The power inside him wasn't just mana now. It was divine energy in its rawest form.
Kael's smile widened. He raised the draconic sword, its edge now pulsing in sync with his heartbeat. "Let me give you a proper show," he said calmly.
As soon as he spoke, his mana surged. The air around him started to buzz. Threads of crimson lightning danced along his skin. The pressure grew so thick that it made breathing difficult. The ground cracked beneath his feet, unable to handle the energy building inside him.
