Gryon was shown the envision of Evian's true Wraithic self but unlike the duo of Carleine and Ember, he wasn't given a chance for conversation or to be questioned on his acceptance. He wasn't given a speech, wasn't made to understand the ongoing process and its intended results, he was just branded.
As the seal stamped itself into the center of Gryon's back, right against his spine, his body became fuelled with enough Eldritch energy to set him on the path to using the Decadent and Pure Revolution Act, the information of which he passed into the large man's mind.
They were out of the Astral space now and Gryon bowed over and trembled with an intense gratitude at the glorious path now stretched before him. A speedy progress that outclassed anything he could have hoped for with conventional cultivation.
"Thank you," he said in a deep voice that seemed choked with tears, "For as long as I live, my loyalty is yours."
Evian cocked his head to the side,
