It seemed to sense a familiar environment, and the Ruby Scepter emitted an eerie radiance.
A nearly tangible surge of power erupted from the scepter, with the ruby as its core, blasting outward like a storm that howled through the space.
Standing nearby, Xiya's hair was instantly blown upward, and her gaze reflexively drawn to the scene.
The crimson light consumed her pupils.
Chaotic thoughts exploded in her mind like ignited fireworks, filling her consciousness entirely.
Compared to this ferocious force of pollution, Weiken's earlier "tricks" seemed as immature as a child's play.
Xiya stared blankly at the scepter sparkling with crimson light, and the resplendent ruby atop it.
The blazing brilliance lit up her eyes.
Within her limited self-awareness, there was only one thought.
Was this the kind of pollution Sote regularly faced?
That scepter was usually tucked at his waist, appearing as inconspicuous as an ordinary wooden stick.
