There was a great advantage that came with the ridiculous boost in will, though he expended most of it to suppress the weapon spirit, he still had enough to perceive nature on a metaphysical level.
He could feel abstract forces like karma and a force he perceived to be fate, and now he could feel it stirring all over.
The resonance rippling through his soul was something he couldn't resist for a brief moment, his eyes glazing over for a moment as the image of the captain before him overlapped with Kylie's.
Seth frowned hard, his brows furrowing, as the influence amplified, a feeling beyond him starting to bud…
No… then this meant…
A dangerous shade crept into Seth's expression, a force of aura bursting from his frame, stifling everyone present, everyone except for Zoan and her crew.
The eleven just stood gawking in confusion, feeling nothing but a slight gust washing past them…
Seth could feel it now, providence, one so abundant it sheltered the newcomer and her group…
