Lucas was enduring the searing pain of the Abyss Core fusing with his body, every muscle tensing as the core slowly became part of him.
His mind, however, was not just focused on the pain; the system had already begun working in the background, silently executing one of their mysterious plans.
Deep within the Malachor Clan's Vault, where Lucas had strategically placed numerous blank Divine Masks on the corpses, something strange began to unfold. The once dormant masks started to stir, one by one, like ancient artifacts awakening after centuries of slumber.
The Divine Masks began to subtly absorb the mana from their surroundings, pulling energy from the vault's rich treasures and lingering spiritual power.
