Soran immediately kneeled, placing a hand over his chest in a gesture reminiscent of a knight pledging fealty. His voice was soft yet resolute as he spoke. "I greet His Highness."
Caine raised an eyebrow, surprised by the greeting. "You've kept your memories? How much of them?"
"All of them, Master. But I perceive them through a third perspective. I am Soran, but I am also not Soran. I am… new."
Caine nodded thoughtfully and closed his eyes for a moment, sinking into his Bond Space. His attention turned toward his arcane ring.
'Hm… I suppose I'll call this technique [Nameless Call].'
As soon as he decided on the name, countless runes materialized, arranging themselves into a complex formation. The formation slowly shrank, folding into a singular three-dimensional rune.
