Vlad's eyes sharpened as he watched the Lord of War vanish into the distance. Only after the man's overwhelming presence faded did he allow his mind to finally relax. He lowered his gaze to his body, examining himself with the full awareness of someone attuned to both matter and soul.
Every cell and every strand of spiritual essence that made up his being had not only been restored to peak condition, but enhanced far beyond their previous limits.
"Not only has my Level risen… even my innate talent has evolved. Incredible., the power of a Primordial God is truly beyond measure."
That thought crossed the mind of the True Depravita of Wrath, a rare sense of awe flickering within him. But that awe quickly gave way to something warmer, deeper. A gentle hand took his own, grounding him. He turned to find Freya, her radiant eyes locked on his, filled with kindness, pride, and unshakable love.
