The Monarch of Blood's words hung in the air, sharper than any blade.
Lidien looked down at his own hands, the instruments of what he had thought was a unique and formidable power, now feeling strangely... common.
"And what Path did you choose?"
The Monarch of Blood laughed, and it reverberated in his mind like thunder.
"Crystallization... I could give my army infinite weapons, and every--"
"And still, you died..."
His words cut short with Lidien's mocking remark.
The Monarch of Blood could only grit his teeth, still unable to find the right words to refute Lidien's statement.
'...I'm not dead yet, child... I'm still waiting for your promised new vessel to live again.'
Lidien smirked and shook his head...
"The thing is, I'm not sure how to make an ability with the Soul and the Corpse Path... it seems that I need to ascend all equally to truly become an Angel."
