From the woods to the Stone Forest and beyond—anyone with a view of the mountain peak could feel it.
A ripple of pure power spread outward.
Yes, it was a ripple of power, as if something had been dropped into a pool of pure energy.
The sensation was incredibly novel.
This power was different. Other forms of power had to be actively spread or released as a suppressive aura to be felt.
But this power didn't spread; it rippled out on its own.
It was like a natural spring—the power was the source, and the ripples formed on their own.
In contrast, the power of others was like stagnant water, needing to be stirred before it could spread.
Everyone instinctively looked toward the center of the power, and as they did, they seemed to see a brilliant light—the radiance of power itself.
No one understood what it was, but they all knew it had to be a terrifying person... or thing.
