Ethan stared intently. The progress bar displayed large characters: Celestial Energy Accumulation Time.
He estimated it would take at least six minutes to fill completely. Thankfully, he didn't have to do anything except wait. Every time a star lit up in the sky, a faint thread of celestial energy drifted down, gathering around him. The progress bar slowly inched forward, bit by bit.
Ethan's eyes brightened. This skill was good—he could still attack while it charged. But the changes overhead had riled up the sandworms. They came surging at him in a furious tide.
All of this quickly caught the attention of the others.
Uncle Jed glanced over. Through his aging eyes, he could see pale silver lights descending from the sky, swirling around Ethan, gathering without dispersing.
Dot clung to her mother, trembling with fear. But even in her terror, her gaze stayed fixed on Ethan, her eyes shining with something almost like awe.
