Leon stood quietly as the last traces of Adrian's awakening light faded.
The air still hummed with power, the kind that made space feel a little thinner.
Each of the new Lords carried a presence that hadn't been there minutes ago.
Their talents had rewritten their limits, dragging their ranks upward until every one of them stood in the divine stage.
Five Pandorian days had forged the foundation, but these evolutions carved something entirely new.
Leon's attention lingered on Adrian.
The surge in Adrian's talent had been sharp enough that Leon felt it through the air.
Full Counter had already been impressive, especially after Adrian pushed himself into A-rank by mastering the Exalted Black Star Art.
Now the evolved version, the Lord talent Throne of Denial, settled around him like a crown no one else could wear.
The name alone carried weight.
The talent no longer stopped at physical attacks. It reached deeper, toward something far more dangerous.
