Although Dyon was practicing energy manipulation techniques of the solidification path, none of them were so great that they could make such a large pillar of fire seem more like stone than the light it was meant to be.
'Is his soul really so amazing that it can make up for his weakness everywhere else?' Esmeralda couldn't help but feel like she was watching a legend unfold.
His whole life up until now, Dyon hadn't thought he had an affinity for anything. It was to the point where he relied on his master's and his martial uncle's blood essence to gain particular affinities. But, who would have known that his own manifestations trumped this many times over.
With just a thought, Dyon's black flames, flames he had ignored for so long, shattered the intent barrier of comprehension, climbed past the one with mind realm, and steadily entered the one with heart realm without showing any signs of slowing.
