'My fame...'
'My power...'
'How can I lose it all to a pathetic human whose name I refuse to acknowledge?'
'I won't. I won't stop fighting!' Ignatius thought, his anger flaring up.
But then, he rose to a knee and suddenly, his eyes jerked to look at Ryuk's eyes, which were uncannily radiating an intense blue light, a steady runic rune flashing in them.
"Activate King's Aura..."
Immediately, Ignatius staggered backward, falling on his butt as he slowly backed away in fear—a scene that shocked everyone in the arena.
An overwhelming force rushed through the entire arena, felt faintly by even the elders and instructors, whose eyes flashed in caution.
'How...'
'What...'
Ignatius barely spoke a word, his lips repeatedly moving, his mind numb and thoughtless.
The air, previously thick with the heat of his own flames, now seemed to press down on him with a weight beyond comprehension.
