The lush green canopy above swayed gently, catching sunlight that filtered through in warm, golden beams.
He tilted his head back, eyes fixed on the golden light streaming through the canopy. The sun above was nothing but an optical illusion, a painted lie in the sky.
But the feeling… the warmth on his bones, the way it soaked into his muscles… that was all too real.
'Nice trick,' he muttered. 'But I'm not here to play pretend.'
With that in mind, he tried to fly but found it extremely difficult. The restriction was similar to what he experienced before in the Divine Beast Realm, only far more powerful.
Not wanting to lose, Reign drew in more energy, letting it passed through every fiber of his body.
The ground cracked beneath his feet—only for the power to dissipate into the air like smoke in the wind.
He blinked once, mildly surprised. The energy leaked away, absorbed by the world itself.
