A flicker of excitement flashed through Ethan's eyes.
He'd seen runes like these before.
More precisely, the runes he'd once obtained had long since fused into his own power system—becoming part of his body, part of his energy.
And that was exactly why, as those blue runes kept flashing across the rock wall, the Infernal Primordial Power inside him didn't reject them. It responded instead—like it had heard a call it hadn't heard in ages.
Ethan lifted his hand.
A golden glow lit up from deep within his palm, spreading outward along the ghastly white lightning. The light didn't strike the grotesque creature, and it didn't keep suppressing the ghost-blue bird either. It flowed straight toward the blue runes on the wall.
The instant the two lights touched, the entire cave went quiet.
Then, one by one, the runes on the rock face began to ignite.
