Divine Chakra: The Divine Armor [Part-2]
General Dire's face contorted. His voice cracked as he stumbled back in disbelief. "W-Wait… that's…
HOLY magic?! You possess Holy magic too?! What the hell are you?! No—what kind of monster are you?!"
Leon's eyes never blinked. Golden and unyielding.
His answer was soft… and chilling.
"The worst kind of monster."
And then—darkness answered the call.
Leon lifted his hand once more.
"[Veil of Darkness.]"
From his chest and fingertips, black energy surged outward like a tidal wave. It wrapped the spinning Chakra in a cocoon of shadow, swallowing the vibrant lights into a swirling abyss.
The artifact dimmed under the veil of pure night.
Leon exhaled again.
One more element remained.
"[Wind Breath.]"
A soft green glow formed before him. The orb spun swiftly, its winds dancing around the shadows like a whispering storm. It circled the dark cocoon, sealing it tight in a shroud of balance—wind cradling shadow in a final binding.
