Phantom Golden Spirit (2)

A deep Darkness glow was bursting out of Darcel's eyes like a sea of Darkness. His bloodline powers and soul's core was in a high state of pulsating with a significant surge of energy.

Darcel's eyebrows knitted together as the strain from his soul's core got increasingly strenuous. But the budding rage inside him made him ignore the severe pain and only focus on gathering the most power he can.

Darcel wasn't exactly sure what was going on during these rage-filled moments. 

There had been numerous times in his past that he felt a surge of anger boil over whenever Aniela got hurt. But during those times, he always had a degree of control over the situation. 

Even when recalling the Black Labyrinth Dungeon events, that creature was relentlessly pursuing him, and Aniela failed every time to kill them.

And afterward, they both experienced a tremendous amount of growth where that horrid creature became nothing but an ant to them.