Veymorr writhed beneath him, clawing at the dirt, voidflame sputtering with every gasp.
Isen sat on his back as though perched on a stone bench, one hand resting lazily on his knee.
"Listen up, kids." His voice was warm, almost cheerful, as if he wasn't pinning down the strongest Eclipse Lord in history. "I'll give you a little lesson. Consider this… Shinrei 101."
Veymorr snarled, trying to rise. In response, Isen casually raised his heel and pressed, the Eclipse Lord's face cratered into the ground with a wet crack.
"First—our Shinrei. The Flame of Emotion." He looked at Kaen, at Rael, at each bloodied youth who still clung to life. "It's not just power. It's alive. It grows, it trembles, it answers only to the strength of your soul. Rage burns red, hope blossoms green, fear… corrodes black. Never forget that."
Veymorr's body twitched. Voidfire gathered at his claws, shaping into a spear of eclipse meant to pierce Isen's heart.
