The world was silent.
All eyes were wide open, their gaze locked in a single direction.
Tension was so high that only the heavy breathing and the gulping sounds of several thousand could be heard.
The mix of both fear and hope was so palpable—so real—that you could almost taste it.
All of this intense energy, in the form of attention, was focused on just two people.
Jet and Lux; the only Heroic Rank Adventurers who could stand up to the Dragon's tyranny.
~BZZTTZZ!~
Flashes of purple energy flashed all over Jet's body. His cloak instantly burned off, revealing a shirtless form of himself.
His pale skin glowed beneath the several crackles of lightning, revealing several unknown markings and runic inscriptions on his body.
These runes began to glow purplish blue, and they slowly spread across several portions of his body. They shrouded his pale skin, pulsating with forbidden power.
