Cassius stood on the crystalline observation platform, his divine aura casting a golden glow that contrasted sharply with the swirling void that surrounded Gizmo's pocket dimension. Below them, visible through a shimmering portal of magic, Arthur Lionheart rode out from Lyranth's eastern gate, his destination clear to those who knew what to look for.
"Well, he is a different type of transmigrated man," Gizmo observed, his childlike form perched casually on a floating cushion of energy. "You can't predict his ways like the others."
Cassius's jaw tightened, divine light briefly flaring around his clenched fists. "What's so special about him? He's corrupted by void energy, consorting with monsters and demons. His harem is an abomination against natural order."
Gizmo's ancient eyes studied Cassius with amusement. "Well, the way he accepted his powers, it's not something everyone would do. Most fight the void, try to purge it, and are consumed. He embraces it, shapes it, uses it."
