"Stop!" He shouted with a powerful and domineering voice, with it his entire soul and newly gained strength. His voice echoed, with it were the voices of all the Imperial Descendants.
The staff in his hand glew golden, and with it the ancient runes and the eye on his forehead. Phantasmal energy suddenly floated steadily towards the mysterious person. Then..
Boom!
The mysterious person's body suddenly stopped, and with it, the spinning spear on his hand. Their being went still, as if time paused for them, but the person's reaction could still be recognized; fear coming from the deep recesses of his soul.
Even Alexander was shocked while looking at the still man. He doesn't recognize what power he had used, and how he used it. He did not do anything but shout, yet this happened.
"What.. is this?" He muttered to himself, bewildered by the power he erupted with.
