Lucien could feel it.
Something powerful is surging from within.
An imposing aura radiated from his body.
Silent yet undeniable.
His divine energy core stirred, reacting as though it recognized the presence of something ancient.
The divine energy coursing through his body accelerated. It was no longer chaotic but smooth and precise. Slmost refined.
It was as if his entire being was undergoing a quiet baptism.
'What the hell? A passive aura?' Lucien thought. His eyes narrowed as he sensed the shift more clearly.
Then, a flicker of movement. Maxim turned sharply toward him.
"Nephew… your aura. It's changed?"
Maxim's voice was steady but his eyes betrayed a hint of disbelief.
He could see it. No, feel it.
The space around Lucien now seemed denser as though the air itself recognized him as someone above the rest. The pressure was subtle but undeniable, like standing in the presence of royalty.
