Controlling his anger, Damian found himself unable to stay still.
He rose from the ancient bark of the Pillar of the First Age, his body moving before his mind had fully decided on action. Blue flames flickered at his fingertips, responding to emotions he was barely containing. The golden marking beneath his skin burned with heat he ignored.
"Let's go."
Before anyone could say otherwise, before Serala could ask or Masamuk could question his sudden urgency, he spoke the word aloud.
"Persevere."
HUUUM!
Blue flames erupted around all three of them, sacred fire wrapping their bodies in radiance that sank into flesh and bone and cultivation. They became more than just energized. Power flooded their systems, elevating their reserves, sharpening their senses, preparing them for what was to come.
"Let's go."
