In front of him, Lina and Nyssa stared in shock and awe, feelings difficult to put into words. Lina could hardly believe that the figure standing before them was the same person.
Ethan looked so different taller, stronger, and surrounded by a dark aura that burned fiercely, making anyone near him feel a sense of dread.
"Ethan... is that you?" Lina whispered, her voice barely audible, eyes full of disbelief. She stepped back, unsure if the figure before her could still be called human.
Nyssa, lying on the ground, her breath ragged from the injuries she sustained during the earlier battle, slowly lifted her head. Her face was pale, blood seeping from her side, but her eyes always full of faith looked at Ethan gently. Despite her weakened state, she tried to speak.
