"Huh… this…" Artorias mumbled, surprised glints flashing across his eyes as he watched the youth's power increase by an astounding tenfold.
Even he froze momentarily. Across the realm of Arcadia, he knew countless secret arts that could, to an extent, replicate the feat the youth had just unleashed. But they always came with adverse consequences.
A technique that allowed one to double or triple their strength was considered godly, capable of acting as a trump card in life-and-death battles.
But those that increased power more than threefold were usually fueled by life force, utilized like berserk skills where the user lost all hope and intended to take their opponent down with them.
It just didn't make sense as he stared at the figure before him, now glowing in a golden, splendiferous light.
