With the Eye of Sage, Leon's vision sharpened, revealing the hidden flows of worldly energy. As he studied the Red Skeleton King, he noticed something peculiar—a thin red line connecting the king to an ornate painting hanging behind the throne.
He is currently suing the passive of Eye of Sage not the Active skill allowing him to see this hidden detail.
"Is this... a necromancy tether?" Leon thought, his eyes narrowing. The line pulsed faintly, hinting that the Skeleton King's power and life force were being sustained by something—or someone—else beyond the painting.
"Roselia, finish him quickly!" Leon commanded, his tone urgent.
Roselia didn't hesitate. She jumped back gracefully, raising her palms as a dense, dark aura began to swirl around her. Concentrating, she molded the void flames into a miniature violet sun that pulsated ominously in her hands. The room grew darker as the intense energy threatened to consume everything nearby.
