"Hm…" A low murmur escaped Ryan's lips. It carried confusion and something closer to curiosity. His brows knit together as he frowned. This was no longer a simple matter. Not like before.
With the Fangblade still buried in his chest, Ryan looked down at Myles.
For a split second his eyes flashed a deep crimson before returning to their normal shade.
"You awakened the Seed as well?" Ryan asked, the soft feminine voice layering beneath his own again.
Myles didn't hear him. Rage drowned everything in his mind. Words meant nothing right now.
Ether continued to surge through Myles' body in violent waves of red, blue, green, and black mist that thickened around him, no longer drifting like smoke but churning like liquid paint.
The colors twisted together, wrapping his arms and shoulders.
The Ether flowed into his Fangblade and Myles pushed forward.
Ryan's face twisted into a sharp grimace.
There was pain. It was not Ryan who felt it, but the thing inside him.
