Raenir's gaze turned softer now, looking at Jonan. From now on, he would consider Jonan his benefactor; he himself did not understand much about the 'Sunstone Piercer', but he was sure the old man of the tribe might satiate his curiosity.
As they watched, the spear pulsed once more, and a radiant beam of golden-orange light surged out of it, it was blindingly radiating.
And in an instant, it covered Jonan from head to toe.
He was frozen now, caught in its grasp, the light started to burn inside him, yet it did not harm him, its radiance was now flowing like water all over the insides of his body, wherever it flowed, it started to clear his impurities, it started to heal every corner of his body.
And he could feel his physique strengthening, his muscles were burned and rebuilt, making them far sturdier than before.
