"He's treading the path of the human emperor, wielding the emperor's might within the realms of common folk. If he ascends to the divine realm, he'll rival the very founders of Kylo!"
"Let's put an end to this skirmish. Seven, you shall investigate the matter and ensure justice prevails. How does that sound?"
…
Amidst the spirit mist, ripples of mental power cascaded outward, echoing the sentiments of the elders.
Mental prowess came from thousands of mystic ice, their collective wisdom discerning Braydon Neal's unparalleled combat prowess—a force that surpassed even the most seasoned of extreme divines, perhaps by a magnitude of ten or more.
As the elders contemplated, a golden sunrise graced the eastern horizon, heralding the arrival of a formidable figure from the Spirit Sea.
"Fredrich Truitt of the Spirit Sea pays a visit to Kylo!"
His proclamation resounded throughout the ruins, underscoring the significance of his presence.
