As Ash stepped back from the group, Aurora turned to face them.
'Hmph, if Dad isn't going to train me himself, then I'll just do it on my own,' she thought.
It wasn't that she disliked her mothers or uncles, but like Ash, she didn't see the point in wasting time on certain things when you could simply blaze right through.
"Mothers… Uncles… will you transfer your raw essences to me? Just a bit of it. I want to feel what you know."
Brows lifted at the suggestion, but after a moment's thought, they figured—why not?
Nia stepped up first, placing a hand on Aurora's forehead as multicolored flames flowed like liquid light. Devourance's essence surged through: a hunger that consumes without waste, an obsession that claims without end.
"I don't know what you're thinking... but you got that same look Ashy wears when he's about to do some nonsense." She muttered as she shook her head.
