[Oracle of Past] [9] [Protection]

_Pitter-patter_

The sound of the heavy rainfall hitting against the tomb-like glass structure of the hall echoed,

the medium size hall that was empty a while ago started to fill with twenty or so soldiers bearing the insignia of the Ekari kingdom on their backs.

Their cautious steps echoed in the hall, their gaze lingering on the two people standing with their backs pressed close to the wall.

"Amun-Ra's blessing: Second form: sefīgá."

"Azariah!!"

The soldiers tensed up as the boy with purple hair mumbled those words before stumbling a little, his vision blurring while Inës tried to rush towards him.

"Back off."

But the next instant, he steadied himself, gesturing for Inës to stay where she was.

Azariah's entire body glowed brightly in sliver hue, his skin flushed red from the overwhelming mana crushing through his body.