Azraeth V'Khorath's eyes bulged wide with disbelief as Ethan's Dharma body suddenly doubled in size, radiating a golden light so fierce it shattered the black flame dragon enveloping him, tearing the raging inferno into countless shards that dissipated into the void.
"It didn't break? How is that possible?!" Azraeth's voice trembled with shock.
He stared, unable to look away from Ethan's glowing Dharma body.
"Your Dharma body... water and the strange flame attributes... invulnerable to all poisons?" The disbelief hung heavy in the air.
"You can actually condense such a powerful Dharma body?"
Azraeth's back teeth ground painfully—his rage and astonishment contending fiercely.
His narrowed eyes caught something familiar, and his breath hitched.
"No... why is there demonic energy in your body?"
"What the hell is going on?" Azraeth was utterly baffled, struggling to comprehend the situation before him.
