A brand streaked across Liu's bare chest, a visible mark of his enslavement to Purgatory. The ominous symbol spoke of the impending peril that hung over him. Yet, despite the imminent danger, Liu fought internally. His struggle, driven by vengeance and a desire for redemption, had endured for the longest time.
Lyon, feeling the weight of Liu's internal battle, slowly closed his eyes. The room was charged with intensity, every gaze fixed upon the Zodiac Emperor. Yala, who had arrived at the right time, stood in silence, observing from the opened door.
"Liu," Lyon whispered inwardly, his right hand extending above Liu's body. A pulse resonated through the air, and Lyon's hair turned white once more, activating the Sage Rat blessing.
