Lumian leaped out of bed and walked to the window.
Blue-violet flames rolled out from within his body, quickly condensing into pieces of iron-black armor.
In the blink of an eye, Lumian had transformed into a knight clad in full armor.
After digesting the potion to a certain degree and stabilizing his condition, he could finally transform his flames into actual weapons or armor, though he could only maintain this for 10 minutes.
Lumian reached the window and looked outside, seeing only the bright crimson moon, sparse twinkling stars, and a quiet, peaceful night with nothing unusual.
He made an instant decision, issuing orders to each team member through the mental channel: "Get ready. We'll move to the New City of Silver in five seconds."
