Kael stood in the empty, remote corner of the city, the cool night air brushing against his skin as he gathered his thoughts. He had to understand this new change—this transformation. Whatever had happened when the demon heart fused with him, it was far beyond anything he could have expected.
With a deep breath, Kael concentrated, and in the blink of an eye, he teleported away. The sensation was instantaneous, like an unseen force plucking him from one place and dropping him somewhere else in the blink of an eye. He now stood in a desolate stretch of land outside the city—a perfect place to test his new abilities without fear of discovery.
His fingers twitched as his mind worked quickly, and he summoned the Sword of Zurin.
It was lighter than it had ever been before. Too light.
He could feel the sword's power, but it didn't burden him as it used to. His body was different now—lighter, faster, yet undeniably stronger.
