Geppetto was dead .. his body dissolved, erased by the hands of Frey Starlight.
The process was simple… too simple.
But what followed was something else entirely.
The moment Geppetto died, it felt as though the world itself shifted.
Black mist rose from his remains, a strange power flooded the air, and the change that followed was palpable .. many felt it.
Yet among them, Frey Starlight did not care.
For in that moment, he stood frozen, his eyes glowing with a violent violet light ..
a flare of the overwhelming power that had surged through him.
"Shadow Adaptation: 5/7."
His strength had risen again.
He didn't yet understand exactly what this new phase granted him, but he knew he had taken another giant step forward .. closer to the power he had always sought.
"I need to help my father…"
He whispered, turning toward the battlefield where Abraham Starlight fought the Tenth-Rank Demon.
Their clash resembled a natural disaster .. darkness and light devouring one another.
