"Initialising Host's request..."
While Taranis continued cutting through the black serpents of flame, somewhere deep within him, a burning energy exploded. The sensation was unlike anything he had felt before, a heat that originated from the very core of his being, spreading outward like a star being born. A miniature sun like circle began glowing at his chest, pulsing with intense radiance. From this sun, three pairs of parallel white lines spread towards his arms and the torso below, tracing pathways of searing light across his skin like rivers of molten silver. His white shirt burned away from the sheer radiation of the energy, disintegrating into ash
