As I kept watching the mirror, its light slowly dimmed. The glow shrank until it looked almost lifeless, and then it sank straight into the ocean below. In the next instant, the calm surface burst into motion. Waves of soul energy rose and twisted as the mirror pulled everything into itself, devouring the energy it needed.
I watched it for a few breaths, then let my awareness drift away from the soul realm. The Dawn Core's transformation had reached its end.
When I returned to my physical body, I was still sitting under the tree in the same posture. My eyes were closed, and a tight, roaring tornado of Essence circled around me.
The winds didn't disturb the ground or the tree, they only followed me, clinging to my skin and bones as if I was dragging the storm with me.
My physical transformation was still going on. I could feel my blood heat and thicken with power, my bones drinking Essence greedily, and every cell in my body stretching and shifting.
