The light spheres' surface flowed with intricate and ancient light patterns, each one a Dragon Language Rune he had never seen before. The strokes and structure differed entirely from any written language system Duke had encountered in the Six-Ring Tower Library, resembling an imprint of will directly etched by Rules themselves.
They rotated slowly on the surface of the light sphere along their independent trajectories, each intertwining of light patterns sparking a deep resonance within the sphere, a sound that penetrated everything, directly impacting the realm of Spiritual Power.
Duke raised his right hand, spreading his fingers, as dark red, earth yellow, sky blue, and blue Rule Powers converged at his fingertips, transforming into a Four-Color Light Beam that blasted the sphere's front.
