"DON'T BE ABSURD KWAKI!", Dark roared, slamming his fist into the side of the cave and shattering part of the wall. The ground rumbled as the entire room threatened to collapse in on itself.
Kwaki allowed his mana to flare. Unlike Dark's own mana, Kwaki's was fiery and had a scent of coal to it. The road aura clinging to his fists spread around his entire body, coating Kwaki in an aura made entirely of fire. His thick red mana flared, each individual hair thickening as it spread out over his back.
"It's not ridiculous at all", Kwaki replied, sliding his left food forward, putting himself in a position to strike.
Kwaki pointed at the engraving again and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out a small black stone with a white cross as it's centre. He imbued mana into it, the small cross shimmered a bright red colour and an illusion sprung to life.
An illusion of a much younger boy, with red hair and a nasty grin on his face.
