Rion exhaled softly and tightened his grip around the shaft of his dark spear.
His aura stirred and slithered towards the tip of the spear, and he hurled it towards the cliff.
Swoosh!
The spear cried and drove into the cliff.
Thk!
He turned towards Dora with a prideful grin stretching across his face.
A knowing chuckle escaped her, and she thought, 'I like this childish Rion more than that grumpy, serious Rion.'
He was also having his own thoughts, but they varied greatly from hers.
'Would I feel the same with her as I felt with the spear?'
Whenever he used Heaven's Vector on an object, his aura formed an instant connection between him and the projectile, and that connection made him feel as if the projectile was a part of his self.
However, he had never tried Heaven's Vector on a living being, so he didn't know how the skill would react.
There was also a possibility that worried him greatly.
'What if it didn't work?'
