While Zephyr was processing the power he had inherited, he felt a slight push against his body. This was actually the second time. He frowned but again dismissed it. The force was negligible and posed no threat. After all, he could not see the shadow of the massive dragon floating before him.
Within seconds, Zephyr had completely assimilated the core's power and mastered the skill contained within it.
Strangely, unlike the knowledge the Gaya System had left in his mind, the skill within the core merged directly with his consciousness. He did not need to make any effort to learn or understand it. The moment the power entered his body, everything about the skill became instinctively clear, as though he had possessed the knowledge all along.
Zephyr slowly opened his eyes.
A hint of darkness flashed across his gray irises before disappearing just as quickly.
Then, he opened his palm, and a tiny icicle made of pitch-black ice appeared above it.
