Nameless slowly turned his gaze back toward his younger self.
"What is he doing?" Frey asked, puzzled, as he watched the child hold one of the lifeless creatures, playing with its corpse.
The boy extended his hand toward the dead body, then pulled it back, then reached again—as if trying to touch something invisible, something that wasn't there.
"Watch closely," Nameless said quietly. "Focus on what happens next."
They both fell silent.
They watched.
A strange child waving his hand through empty air, holding a dead creature in the other.
Seconds passed.
Then ...
Something changed.
The hand moving through the air suddenly began to glow.
Without warning, something emerged… a strange power.
It resembled aura… yet it was different.
A spark of gray energy, surrounded by crimson vibrations, pulsed with a force that felt unnatural ... impossible to comprehend.
The young Nameless slowly extended his hand toward the corpse, cautious… almost afraid.
