A strange, sweet, metallic scent filled the air—the unique aroma of a High Tier Magical Beast's blood.
Sun watched the bustling Giants, snorting with a hint of impatience.
It extended its sharp claws and tore open the Wind God Winged Dragon's tenacious hide.
SQUELCH!
With a soft sound, Sun withdrew its claw from the flesh.
In the palm of its massive claw rested a diamond-shaped crystal, cyan through and through.
Visible streams of cyan energy flowed across the crystal's surface as if a miniature storm were imprisoned within, emitting pure and immense fluctuations of Magic Power.
A Wind Magic Core.
Sun walked over to Raylo and slowly extended its claw.
Raylo reached out and took the Magic Core, still warm, into his hand.
It felt cool to the touch, and the immense Wind Elemental Energy nearly overflowed from his fingertips, threatening to drill into his body through the meridians in his arm.
He could feel the Fighting Spirit within him stir, activated by this pure energy.
