Silverleaf Academy (XXXII)

BOOOOM—

A deep pulse erupted from his body, like a heartbeat made of light and silence.

The cold in the chamber instantly intensified.

Not the numbing kind from before, but something sacred, something forbidden.

The kind of cold that sank into the soul and reminded every creature in the room that it was standing in the presence of a higher being.

WHMMMMMMMM—

His moon tattoos flared, burning with divine light.

Just absolute.

A circle of pale silver formed under his feet, glowing with layered rings of runes that floated just above the ground, spinning gently.

His clothes fluttered in the rising wind, even though there was no storm.

Belial's smirk froze, only for a split second.

It was subtle, but it was there.

He blinked.

"What... did you say?"

Aestrea raised his hand.

The air around him cracked.