Ethan's breath caught in his throat as he watched the final four colors linger around him, pulsing softly like waiting embers. Water and fire he'd expected. But lightning and wind? That was new. How could he have affinity to these two elements when he had never been able to cast those spells?
Ethan then suddenly thought of something. Was this because of his Convergence skill? He usually only activated the skill with the water slime. But a couple of days ago, he gave in to temptation and used the skill on Gale to really feel the power and strength of a magic beast of tier 2.
Could that have been it? he thought, eyes narrowing as the elemental flames slowly faded from the testing room.
Convergence wasn't just a mimicry—it was absorption. A temporary fusion that blurred the lines between master and summon. And if Gale's wind affinity was strong enough, if Ethan had synced with it deeply enough… maybe something had imprinted. Maybe something had lingered.
