As the last prince of the Midas Race, Kuzon was gifted with the treasures of his people—the Midas Heritage.
His Ring.
His Bracelet.
His Necklace.
They all symbolized different aspects of the Midas culture, and they all possessed immense power.
'I'll need to resort to using one of them.' Kuzon thought to himself, staring at the enemies that surrounded him.
~You don't have to do this, you know? I can just manifest and destroy them, if it comes down to it, so—~
"No. I'm not making you fight. It's my battle." Kuzon stubbornly clung to his word.
His eyes were ablaze with determination. So much so that it surprised Ana. She hadn't seen Kuzon look this serious before.
"Besides... this won't take too long." Kuzon smiled.
Xenia, his Familiar, decided to simply observe instead. Usually, she would have been on his case and done her best to tease him. But...
... She understood the state he was in.
Kuzon needed this victory.