"Now… pour the Martial Intent."
He guided his intent inward.
Energy surged through his mana vessels and rushed toward his core. His soul trembled as the power tried to entangle itself deeper. Then suddenly, an invisible barrier slammed down.
The flow stopped.
Pain erupted.
His blood boiled violently, and his vision shook.
"Break!"
"Shatter!"
He roared from the depths of his chest.
BOOOOOM!
A violent explosion shook the chamber. Dust and fragments scattered as every pore on his body lit up with light. The runes carved into the walls reacted instantly. They activated and began pulling mana from the surroundings at a terrifying rate.
The chamber glowed.
A storm of energy erupted from Ethan's body and swallowed everything around him. Crackling waves of power surged outward, and a chaotic dark brown aura wrapped around him like living smoke.
His body was adapting.
Adapting to chaos.
As his mind struggled to keep up, questions flooded his thoughts.
Chaos.
What is chaos?
