It looked as though the skies were crying tears of blood. The entire region for thousands of miles changed color, and many fell to their knees, unable to withstand the pressure.
But Ryu looked right into the skies as the rain of blood fell onto his face. It pooled on his body, fusing with his own blood and running down his body in heavy droplets.
He could feel it, the intangible Fate that was always to illusory and vague. Now, it felt not quite like just any other energy to him, but still far more accessible than it ever had been in the past.
He could feel the gazes on him. Those gazes of shock, awe… fear.
He could hear their heartbeats, their erratic beating and their quaking cadencies.
He could sense the clenching of their fists, their apprehension.
It felt like the world was roaring out to him, and his [Ephemeral Tapestry] seemed to have broken through a new level, one that he couldn't touch no matter how hard he tried right now…
