Arthur had said that Heine's anger was very pure.
Heine didn't understand what that meant at the time, but now he did.
His anger was like a torch, straight and upward, the flame bright and quiet.
He knew clearly when he was angry and why he was angry.
But Barry's anger was murky.
It wasn't just his rage.
It was a fusion of thousands, countless anonymous flames.
When Barry first awakened his shadow talent and his whole being was soaked in shadow energy, this seed of anger was buried deep within his heart.
They lurked in the shadows, in varying colors, even devouring and crushing each other.
Once ignited, it spread boundlessly, burning all reason and patience.
Throughout the first half of Barry's life, even as he tried hard to control his emotions, this anger constantly interfered with his judgment, ultimately leading him to leave the Northern Land and come to the Makala mountain range.
Here, he found the long-lost tranquility.
