Third Person's POV
And in that sliver of a heartbeat, that narrow fracture of focus, Ethan moved as that was the opening all he needed.
His bloodied hands grasped the luminous fruit, and the prize glowed with a vitality that pulsed red like a beating heart in his hand.
And the moment his fingers closed around it, waves of rich multi colored elemental essence surged into him.
As he felt the energy coursing through his veins, it was like drinking fire and ice at once.
It was a storm of calm yet violent power flooding his veins. Soon, his chest swelled, and his breath hitched, as a surreal, exhilarating tide overwhelmed him.
For the first time, he felt it clearly, the lock and that invisible shackle within his being, the restriction that had weighed upon him for the past five years.
That invisible restriction started trembling, cracking, and in that instant of clarity, he realized what it was.
