Chethan's hand descended towards Taro's abdomen, the tip glowing with a vibrant, burning red light.
Tshhh.
The sound was akin to hot coal meeting cool water, emanating from Taro's belly. It marked the beginning of an intricate process as the five spiraling lines etched on his skin started to retract. They pulled toward his abdomen with a visible speed, their movement drawing a mesmerizing pattern that seemed to resonate with hidden power.
As the intricate lines on Taro's skin continued to shrink and retract, his aura began to surge. With each passing moment, it swelled in strength and intensity. And when the lines finally disappeared completely, Taro's aura shot upward like a tempest, its pressure seemingly capable of breaking through the very roof.
