"I will become blind?"
The Reaper gave a solemn nod. "Temporarily, yes. But it is likely that after this, you will lose access to some of your ocular abilities, and there is even a decent chance that you may lose them all forever."
Rael's breath hitched in his chest. "So… it's the only option to win?"
The Reaper's gaze was unyielding. "You can die trying, but you will never defeat that zodiac beast, Astralith. It is unlike any other Arcana spirit. It was born from the very energy of the cosmos, the child of Space itself. Luckily for you, Raphael hadn't unlocked the true extent of its powers either."
Rael clenched his fists, his determination unbroken. The Reaper continued. "I would advise against taking this path. Winning this one battle isn't worth the things you are going to lose. Instead, you can keep this incident in your heart and use it as fuel to grow stronger. Surpass your brother by working harder. Delivering your punishment when the time is ripe."
