The entire soul vessel trembled tremendously as the second hit struck it from behind, splinters of wood scattering into the nearby clouds.
"Got it!" Northern's face darkly contorted as he swung towards the distant clouds.
Chaos eyes revealed themselves for a moment, his pupils seeming to suddenly shrink as they split, making four pupils roam across his sclera.
Northern's vision entered another scope, a field of vision merging before him that even he, for an instant, found hard to process. As the vision unfolded, a flood of information poured into his head.
If there was one thing he knew from the few seconds he used the trueness of the Chaos eyes, it was that nothing remained hidden before his gaze.
The main purpose of Chaos was to unveil that which could not be seen with the naked eye. And that encompassed a broad canopy of things Northern was yet to fully realize or explore.