His True Will evolved into a Holy True Will just as his Demonic True Will took shape.
His aspects shook, his body shook, and everything else in between followed suit.
It all clicked into one beautiful machine.
His crown and halos faded from above his head and settled atop his Demonic and Holy True Will stars.
The rune etched onto his chest by the Great Mother shone, and the potency of his Wills diminished, sealed by illusory emerald vines.
At a glance, anyone could see it was a protective measure she had put in place, knowing this moment would come and that Caine's body wouldn't be powerful enough to handle the eruption of his True Wills.
But even while sealed, the power and sense of oneness Caine felt was beyond words.
WHOOOSH!
Caine's own True Will had been stuck at the Quasi-Quintessential step for a long time, for reasons he couldn't understand. But now, the barrier holding him back shattered into pieces.
