Chapter 7: Just A Legend
Niara stayed completely silent, but Darian—being inside her body—could feel the pain she was going through. She'd probably been trapped in that dungeon for days, already weak, and now her neck had nearly been sliced in half.
The blood kept pouring nonstop, making her tense.
'Come on!'
Out of nowhere, Darian shouted from inside.
She felt something strange happen and opened her eyes. Through the gaps in the chains, she saw the fallen body on the ground start to change.
A faint black, ghostly thread rose from him. She shivered as it slithered toward her body.
Darian felt a deep satisfaction as he devoured it. After all that intense training, he could now consume the enemy's power without needing physical contact—as long as they were already dead. He'd always been able to do that, but didn't know how.
A strange energy spread through his soul, anchoring itself into the two rings on his wrists. That man had just as much energy as the first monster Darian had killed. Just like before, 99% of it was white power, with only a tiny bit of black mixed in.
The next moment, Niara felt heat surge through her body—and in seconds, all her pain vanished.
'This is your power... is this a Blessing?!' she asked, her voice full of surprise.
Darian had heard that word—"Blessing"—before, from his instructor back on Earth. That's what they called the power of Spiritual Guardians.