Unive's eyes widened so much that they looked on the verge of bursting.
Just… just what the hell had she just witnessed?
Not one, nor two, but five level threes! How in the stars had a peak level one defeated a group of such caliber?
Even more… he had not only withstood the corroding effects of the Primal Will, but had even gone as far as to take control over it.
In all her decade spent in the First Crown, never had she seen any human use Primal Will. It was centered solely around Reverents, no one else.
Yet this child was currently wielding it as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
The entire fight, from start to finish, should never have happened. In fact, it was akin to an ant trying to topple a towering mountain.
He should have been crushed instantly, yet of all the powerful presences that had filled the volcanic region, only one remained.
Unive swallowed as she stared at Atticus hovering in the sky.
