"No more!"
Renewing his grit, Damien's eyes turned savage.
"Enough! I'm tired of being on the losing end"
"What seventh order! What demon god!"
"All of you get out for me!"
Roaring inwardly, Damien, who was on death's door not long ago, began to explode with unseen vigour.
His currently decayed mana and aura core burst into new life; they seemed to scream.
'If I'm going out, let me go out in a bang!"
*Boom!*
In an instant, a new power which Damien had never manifested before began to form.
With him at the centre, a power which didn't seem to be mana spread from his body.
Under this pressure, be it Aelinor, Alfred, Isabelle, Lenoa or Lyra all paused in their tracks.
"Kings will!"
Muttering in shock, Alfred and Aelinor couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"Kings will, along with domain, be the key to breaking through the eighth order"
"It is said, under the might of the king, none may stand"
"To think I would see this power in a twelve-year-old kid"
