The pain in Ronin's head subsided, and he breathed deeply. Then, once he recovered...
"So you killed Vyrill in cold blood. Impressive. That doesn't explain why you are now calling me 'a king' and have this skill, though." Ronin said apprehensively. "As far as I'm concerned, you are a Morpho mage that morphs rocks. This is closer to an Illuso skill. How did you acquire it?"
"It is still a stronger manifestation of my skill." Espinella smiled. "I can control what I see and what you see. I do not simply conjure images out of nowhere. They have to be the Truth... Just like how I reveal the True form of the rocks that I metamorphosize."
"I am metamorphosizing our minds and connecting them together." He smiled. "I am metamorphosizing not just the physical, but the realm beyond that. So it is still Morpho magic."
Ronin just narrowed his eyes, not caring for these philosophical explanation. He then asked. "And what is your 'True' motive?"
