Arthur didn't fully understand those words, yet he answered:
"I'll master, but your wisp of the soul is so restless to gain revenge."
"It didn't see what I saw here," the sound suddenly laughed, "my revenge is guaranteed on your hands, kid. No need for my soul to be restless upon something that will eventually happen."
The voice faded away as well, and Arthur stood alone in the middle of a much bigger ball of fire that kept alternating between pitch black and bright gold.
This kept happening for a long time, and as time passed the two colors started to show off less often.
Alongside these changes, the size of the ball started to shrink, while returning to the normal size of the golden star.
"What power will it end up with?" he muttered to himself and his waiting ended with an answer.
Join me at IG, Threads, & Tiktok. Look for: authorranmaro