BOOM!
A deafening roar cracked through the sky.
Storm clouds churned violently above, magic energy surging like a tidal wave. The dark, swirling tempest that had been coiling around Cicero suddenly exploded outward, expanding at a terrifying speed.
In mere moments, the storm had already stretched to a staggering 500,000 feet in diameter—and it wasn't slowing down. It kept growing, fast—700,000 feet… a million… 1.2 million…
Even 1.5 million feet—and still climbing.
"What the hell…"
"So fast! I can't believe it's already broken past 1.5 million feet… Looks like Cicero's awakening is gonna blow Seraphina's out of the water," Ethan muttered, eyes narrowing before a wide grin spread across his face.
The stronger Cicero became, the better it was for him. More power, more potential—it all played into Ethan's plans. Of course he was thrilled.