His spine glowed beneath his skin.
Through his orange robe, the one he had put on after emerging from the magma, a faint, pulsing light could be seen.
Vertebra after vertebra, from the base of his neck down to his lower back.
Golden veins lit up like liquid magma, running along his spine in a steady rhythm.
The Bone of the Heavens stabilized everything.
It allowed Kyrian to use that power without suffering as he had when he used the Aura of Ice against the Five-Horned Lava Lizard.
'The ice almost killed me back then,' Kyrian thought.
'The Aura was far too powerful for my body.'
'But now, because of my new body and the Heavenly Bone of the Fire Path, using the Aura of Fire won't cause nearly as many problems, even though I still haven't reached the Spiritual Fusion Realm.'
The old man retreated several more steps, his eyes fixed on Kyrian.
He had realized that he should not face those flames head-on. Not with his current Qi barrier, at least.
