Kevin was in an unstable stage. He didn't know what exactly Emma had done to him, but he had connected with that presence once again, the same entity that had helped him back then when they were ambushed.
The one who had saved his life. The one who had given him a sudden surge of strength and made him realize just how far he was from his true potential.
That power had returned to him, not from sheer desperation to survive. This time, someone had triggered it, forcing him to awaken that dormant side.
"What...am I..." Kevin asked himself. Looking down at his arms, burning with golden flames, he tilted his head.
He wasn't burning. Instead, he felt awakened, as if every wound he had suffered, every crushing strike from the light spear, had turned into fuel, pumping strength into his muscles and bones.
He felt more alive than ever.
"Are you done mesmerizing yourself?" A voice reached his ears. Unpleasant.
