Kyle's head throbbed painfully. It was the first time in a long while that his bloodline had acted up so uncontrollably on its own.
'Will you stop acting up already?! If I try to absorb the crystal, do you think the Rulers will just let me? No—they'll tear me apart!'
He shouted inwardly, overwhelmed by a primal instinct urging his body forward.
His hands, clutching the golden crystal brimming with power, began to tremble.
Seeing his sudden pained expression and shaking hands, Yizhe's gaze narrowed with a bad premonition, and he instantly rushed forward along with several other Rulers. At that moment, the Rulers rejoiced, believing Kyle was on the verge of being captured.
