Rion stood still at the heart of the crater, his eyes closed, and the golden aura swirled around his body as if wanting to join the battle going on around him.
Gusts emitting from the collision of Haden and the flame monster hit him, but he stayed focused on achieving control over the conceptual firmament of freedom.
He inhaled deeply and murmured, "Free..."
Golden radiance poured from his back, and his whispered words twisted into something he could not truly comprehend. A moment later, the conceptual firmament of freedom manifested, but as soon as his will brushed against it, it shattered like fragile glass.
Rion attempted again, but the result was no different. Repeating the same action without greater understanding was pointless; however, doing so allowed him to gain the fragment of insight he needed to advance.
Each failure gave him something; if it wasn't the answer it told him the questions that he needed to skip over.
