The surrounding darkness suddenly expanded into an infinite void. It seemed to stretch on for eternity, and the space around seemed endless.
Stars and glimmering sparks of light appeared above the heads of both the Blade God and the awestruck Ciara, illuminating the area. Everything simply looked beautiful.
"Do not look so amazed. Your ability to conjure up anything you desire… surely, you do not believe it to be inferior." The Martial Blade God spoke.
His gaze remained on Ciara, yet she felt no burden or pressure.
She felt a still, unimposing pressure.
It was just like when he had first appeared. Nothing about him screamed extraordinary power, but her instincts told her to flee. The only difference now was that she didn't feel like running. She wished to stay.
"Can you teach me? Teach me how to harness this power like you?" Ciara could only interpret her request as madness.
