Battle intent. Killing intent. The scent of blood filled Mares' senses and made his wish to fight greater than normal.
He couldn't even remember how he got there. He felt energy entering his body, making him stronger. And while it was the same process as ever, there was something fundamentally different from all the times before.
Mares always took foreign energy and made his own. Be it to increase his power and rank or in battle to reflect back at the opponents. However, right now it didn't feel like he was taking in foreign energy.
The energy entering his body felt his own, a piece that fitted perfectly, making the silver-eyed more complete.
At that moment, Mares and Esen didn't notice, but his eyes started shining silver eyes became brighter, just not enough for most to be able to point out at first.
