Third Person's POV
Though they glowed with a rich, lustrous, and magical orange glow that seemed to pulse faintly with life, or to be exact, a magical multicolored shower of energy that had just hit him moments before.
Even at a distance, their sweet and heady fragrance spread and tugged at his instincts with irresistible allure as every second, dense swathes of multicolored elemental energy radiated from them and surged outward in visible waves that blanketed the clearing.
Feeling them, Ethan's breath caught, and for a moment, he was not the cold and brooding reincarnator, but simply a man staring at a fragment of home reincarnated before him.
"Mangoes…"
The word slipped from his lips in a low murmur in an unguarded manner as he became stunned with wonder.
He could hardly believe that after so long, a taste of his past life was hanging before him, dazzling and untouchable.
But before he could savor the moment, a sharp, mocking voice cut across the clearing.
