The black patterns surrounding my eyes gave off an ancient and mysterious appearance, while the rotating X symbols within my pupils created a faint sense of pressure even to my own perception.
Most importantly, I immediately noticed the absence of the feature that had made Lacome so recognizable.
The mask was gone. The strange black construct that had permanently covered his eyes did not exist on me.
Instead, the Talent had merged directly with my own eyes.
I smiled.
"This is far better."
And infinitely more practical.
I dismissed the reflection before focusing inward once more.
"Let's see what you can do."
The moment I activated the Talent, the patterns surrounding my eyes began emitting a faint glow. The rotating X symbols accelerated inside my pupils, spinning faster and faster as a strange pressure gathered within my consciousness.
Then my Soul Force began disappearing. My expression immediately changed.
The drain was absurd.
