As defeat's bitter taste filled his mouth, he glared at the useless tower. 'Come on! I know you're overflowing with energy!' He thought, clenching his teeth hard enough to make popping noises resound in the silent plaza. However, the circle's light continued to dim, unable to support its activation.
With a sad grimace, he sank to the ground, his eyes fixed on the glowing residue, and his hands cradling his aching head. Despair tightened around his heart, and tears of frustration welled up in his eyes.
Just as his efforts seemed in vain, a terrifying hum resonated through the plaza, causing the air to vibrate around him. Shocked by the unexpected sound, he raised his head and squinted, trying to identify its source.
At that moment, he witnessed something he never imagined was possible. The air split before his eyes into dense, swirling wisps, each shimmering with a different color.
At the same time, the tower rumbled and shook as if expressing its rage.
