"My lord..."
Gozanthia, the Triocul Vulpira, tried to plead, but Orion gave her no chance.
Orion's four massive arms crushed inward, obliterating Gozanthia until nothing remained but a wisp of black smoke. The smoke condensed under the immense pressure, eventually forming a dark, eyeball-shaped crystal.
Orion studied it thoughtfully before turning to Sylvana. While she still stared in stunned silence, a sudden instinct guided his hand as he pressed the crystal directly into the center of her brow.
The moment the crystal embedded itself, it sprang to life. It seamlessly fused with Sylvana's consciousness, immediately reshaping her very being. Moments later, a third eye manifested on her forehead—one she could control as naturally as the other two.
"Orion, what is this?"
No sooner had the words left her lips than a flood of knowledge poured from the third eye into her mind, revealing its secrets.
"The Eye of Destiny!"
