Inside the beast, Asher's body trembled under the pressure of merging the Genesis crystal's energy within his core.
Pantheon, on the other hand, stayed focused, weaving spell after spell to keep their presence hidden.
Without its ability to temporarily shift their bodies into another space, they would have already alerted the Astral beast.
Pantheon stayed locked in focus, weaving spell after spell to keep their energy hidden.
Though it was normal for the Ancient Dragon to absorb so much energy since it was mainly refueling, Asher was different.
He had to expand his core on the spot to hold all that energy.
Normally, anyone would have stopped by now or risked exploding. But he showed no sign of slowing down.
The ancient dragon felt a rare calm, knowing it had partnered with someone truly gifted. With time, Asher would rise and become unrivaled.
That's why Pantheon couldn't let him die, no matter the cost. Even if it meant using every last trump card.
