Nameless lunged forward, reached for Zagreus's head, and aimed to slam it into the ground.
But the instant his hand touched Zagreus, something ignited.
Violet flames erupted from Zagreus's skin.
They burst out violently, forcing Nameless Death back with a burning shockwave.
He skidded across the ground, arms raised in defense as the flames danced around him.
'What the…?'
Nameless Death stared in in disbelief.
Zagreus hadn't awakened his Ancient Dragon Blood yet.
Time had been reversed.
The Ancient Dragon Blood should've been dormant.
But the flames… they were real.
He could feel the heat, the raw power, the pressure.
'What is going on? When did he—'
That was when Nameless Death understood what had happened.
'Is the blood so strong that it ignores the laws of time?'
It didn't make sense.
But the truth was in front of his eyes.
Zagreus opened his eyes slowly.
He glanced down at his own hands, watching the violet fire coiling across his fingers like it belonged there.
