Latour stopped and looked at his palm again.
This time, his focus was sharper.
He could clearly "feel" the sluggish, flowing, dark gold Power beneath his skin.
He tried to "push" it, concentrating it toward the surface of his palm.
At first, the process was clumsy. The Power felt like heavy mercury, flowing slowly.
But relying on his supreme control over his body and the intuitive "sensory ability" granted by his bloodline, he gritted his teeth and guided it.
His entire palm, including the tips of his five fingers, was coated in a layer of dark gold stone.
Though it was just a thin layer, it gave off an indestructible feel!
"Petrification Skin! Localized enhancement!"
Latour let out a low growl, his voice trembling with irrepressible ecstasy.
This wasn't a Wizard's Shield, but an Extraordinary Power born from his own flesh and blood after a fundamental change in his very essence.
