Streams of energy were coming out of Gisle's body, like a violent wind spreading hundreds of meters around causing the clouds in the sky to twist into a massive vortex.
"Hey, does it really have to be so pathetic?" Wain raised his head to look up at the changing sky, "Agh, maybe I'm not the one who should be saying that, right?"
'Exactly.' Gladius said seriously, 'Your rise in the Fifth Chronicle has caught the attention of literally a third of the strongest beings in this world, but here you are the only one.'
Click.
Suddenly there was a snap of the fingers and the vortex dissipated completely. The clouds formed a multitude of rings in the sky, floating slowly to the sides. At the same time, Gisle began to rise slowly from the ground with a pained look.
