"What the hell just happened?!" Brad gasped, his voice filled with shock as he watched Aiden struggle on the ground, clutching the deep gash across his stomach. Though Aiden wouldn't die from the wound—he was a Hero after all, and it would take much more to kill him—the sight of blood pooling around him was unnerving. Death had been a hair's breadth away.
"I don't know either, but that guy just got a hell of a lot stronger…" Jason muttered, his eyes locked onto Mynes, who now stood radiating power. His expression turned grim. "Be careful around him. This isn't the same prince we were fighting before."
They didn't know what exactly had transpired, but one thing was clear: Mynes had become a far more dangerous foe. The pink aura surrounding him was evidence of something divine at play, an unmistakable sign that a god had blessed him, tipping the balance of power in the Trojans' favor.