Ren lay on the ground, his body bruised and battered, unable to move. He felt weak and with the chains sucking the mana out of his, his breath came in ragged gasps. Then, a soft voice echoed throughout, piercing through the haze of pain.
"You're strong, Ren, but you've gravely miscalculated the amount of time it would take for him to gather toward all seven pillars..."
The voice said, and he strained to listen, turning his head towards the source.
There, standing before the sun, was a figure that cast a brilliant glow. Ren squinted against the blinding light, trying to make out Jezebeth's figure that was hidden behind the glowing light of the sun.
He looked powerful at this moment…
More powerful than he had ever seen him in the past.
Clank. Clank. Clank.
Ren strained with every last ounce of his strength, extending his hand towards Jezebeth and tearing at the chains in his way.