Desperate and deeply ashamed, Reymond reached into his pocket and pulled out a black crystal shimmering with an aura of darkness. These crystals were relics of the Demon King, forbidden artifacts that had once shaken the kingdom. With steady steps, Reymond began to absorb the evil power from the relic. As the energy flowed into his body, the screams of trapped souls echoed around him, creating an eerie atmosphere. His body trembled violently as the power coursed through his veins, penetrating every cell and his spine.
"Yes! Feel this, Alaric!" Reymond shouted with a booming and terrifying voice. As he absorbed more power, the dark aura enveloping his body intensified, and the ground around him began to tremble as if influenced by the newly acquired evil force. The air around them felt heavy, almost suffocating. Reymond could feel an incredible surge of power; this was the strength he had always dreamed of.
