Unlike upgrading his physique, this time the process went much smoother… and far more pleasing.
As his words echoed out, the air around him ruptured once more. It wrapped him in a gentle cocoon of warm, nourishing energy that seeped slowly into his body.
His body was tempered under the surge as a flood of information poured into him, new insights about darkness that would let him wield it with far greater mastery.
The energy rushed inward, enlarging the core in his chest that powered his darkness. Its very composition began to shift.
As it did, dark runes lit up across his body in a pattern almost identical to those formed by his physique.
The sight pulled both Amber and Lyra into a trance. They only snapped out of it minutes later, blinking rapidly.
They had seen Ulric use his talent in battle countless times. Each time it had been brutal, overwhelming, merciless.
Yet now, watching the gentle streams of energy pour into him, the contrast was striking. It was almost… tender.
