Jake stood several kilometers away from the mushrooming explosions.
And yet, even from this distance, he could feel the heat wash over his face.
His lustrous green hair fluttered in the scorching winds stirred up by the colossal blasts, and in his eyes shimmered the reflection of the immolating infernos.
But despite the raging destruction in front of him, he stood there calmly with both hands in his pockets.
His previously chubby face had grown sharper, and his once-round frame was now lean and wrapped in silver armor that he conjured using his innate ability.
Hovering above his shoulder was a second Card — separate from his Origin Card — etched with faintly glowing scarlet runes that pulsed like embers.
"How do you feel?" came a voice from his left.
Jake turned his head sharply.
A tall man in silk garments and a flowing gray robe was now present beside him, as if he'd been there all along.
