'What is this?' Darian thought, somewhat confused. He had already read and learned about everything from his mother and father, but he had never heard of such an intense power coming directly from a mortal soul like his.
The strangest thing of all… were definitely the nine rings at the center of his forehead. And besides that…
'Power of chaos… power of a Gaia… a bit of vital, mental, and spiritual energy, and also… karma?'
He recognized those powers within his soul and, worse, everything was circulating in perfect harmony. It was definitely some kind of technique, but he had activated it instinctively, without any idea how he did it.
Darian snorted. Thinking about it now was a waste of time. He focused his gaze forward.
The entire cave was illuminated by his aura. The inscription runes around the place exploded into dust. The pool of blood evaporated.
The scene was pure devastation. At the very back, the old man stared at him, completely catatonic.
