Theron sat in silence, holding two Beast Cores in his hand.
One of them could only be described as beautiful. A light, delicate blue--it looked like fluttering ribbons of silky violet, blue, and pink streams were spontaneously manifesting and disappearing around it, just like the body of a jellyfish.
As for the other…
He couldn't even pick it up.
The back of his hand was smashed to the floor, his bones creaking as the concrete beneath them had already cracked. The only reason his entire hand wasn't minced meat already was because he had reacted quickly enough to mitigate some of the oppressive air with [Water Prison] and his new buoyancy technique.
Unfortunately, the effort had drained him of Mana entirely, so now he could only sit here and flex, hoping the Beast Core didn't get any heavier while he focused his mind on suppressing its powerful Water Mana from dissipating too far.
