The deep, abyss-like gaze of the entity watching through Ailin's eyes narrowed across the distance.
The blackness within those eyes seemed to search Finn, trying to peer directly into the mechanics of what he was doing to achieve a power that was fundamentally not his own.
To an entity of that caliber, it was a phenomenon that should have been absolutely impossible to actualize in any dimension under the Great Dao.
But while the ancient gaze observed from the shadows of the battlefield, Finn's next move caused the pitch-blackness in Ailin's eyes to widen in genuine shock.
The moment his Aspect Adaptation reached its absolute peak, the unformed soul mass hovering between his hands grew heavy with the conceptual weight of karma and inevitability.
Instead of drawing it into himself, Finn suddenly thrust both hands forward, forcing the impossible orb of divine energy directly toward Althea.
