"Is this why you've managed to hold on until now?"
Sitting on a large rock by the riverbank, Bright looked up at the night sky. He casually picked up a flat stone, adjusted his stance, and threw it into the stream.
SKIP, SKIP, SKIP, SKIP... After bouncing eight times, it sank into the river.
He skipped a few more stones across the water; all of them sank after the eighth bounce.
Suddenly, he gripped a stone tightly. It began to glow with a white Radiance, and he fiercely slammed it vertically into the river—
BOOM!
The stone, flashing with white light, struck the river, unleashing a vast sword energy. It instantly bisected the stream, almost twenty meters wide, and the riverbed's sediment was blasted into the air!
He sighed. Love, oh love... Love makes me skip stones. Love makes one reluctant to become a demon...
