Clenching his teeth with his eyes wide open, Chen Mu's normally clear eyes were all red. Chen Mu was using up the last of his energy to mobilize the last trace of perception, while still keeping the motion of his hand as gentle as could be, like the brushing of a light breeze.
A light hook, and then the pen nib brought out a wonderful and very fine arc. There was a shimmering glow which would be difficult to perceive with the naked eye. Then a turn of the wrist, suddenly forceful, but restrained by overwhelming power. The last trace of Chen Mu's perception was that same overwhelming power pressing down into the card.
The whole card surface suddenly exploded with radiance – where before there was only a slight flash from the glimmering surface of the card – and then returned to normal, becoming a fantasy card which didn't look like there was anything special about it. Only the afterimage of that last explosive flash remained on Chen Mu's irises.
