When Carnage felt the awe-inspiring force attempting to suppress his mana, he let out a wide smile instead of panicking. This was the third time he had felt something like this in the last few days and he was already becoming familiar that form of energy,
"Divine… this energy has traces of the divine in it. I would need to tread on it to find out more about it."
Similar to the old Harita Ancestor, when Emertius saw the blurry shadows of the other golden bridges, he felt a sense of resentment rising within his heart at his competitors.
This origin of this resentment could be traced back to his pride as the oldest and the strongest mage of the Zaputa tribe. How could he allow his juniors and other weak individuals to claim what should rightfully be his?
Moreover, since he had already made a move against an elder of the tribe, he didn't have any qualms about hurting more of them.
