"Well, I guess having a new skill would be useful," Sam muttered, hands behind his back. "Especially since I didn't get a single one at [Adept] rank."
He made his choice without hesitation: the [Shadow] affinity.
As soon as he did, the panels for the other affinities—most notably [Chaos]—faded away, swallowed by the dark, violet glow of the shadow one.
That eerie energy then seeped directly into Sam's body, swirling around him in slow, graceful spirals before vanishing beneath his skin.
And then, as expected—
Ding!
[Pick a card, Primordial.]
Three violet-colored cards floated into view, each hovering quietly before him.
The backs were the same as usual: smooth obsidian outlines, faintly glowing with soft violet light.
He couldn't see the faces, only the symbols carved into their reverse sides.
'Nice.'
The first two cards bore familiar markings—ones he had seen in previous card draws but never selected.
The first was marked by a grim-looking skull, its mouth open.
