The Prince from Lucrauv

"I get it--this is your ability, isn't it? You were hiding it all of this time?"

Macheo squinted his eyes at the sudden existence of ferocious energy. In an instant, the leviathans formed of water had been blown away by an unseen force; reduced to nothing but droplets of water that sank into the now damp stone. 

The enigmatic energy began to coalesce, verdant particles leaving in their trail a gaseous cloud as they merged into a figure hovering over Iris. In the face of such wild, untamed mana--Macheo could do nothing but keep his guard up as he waited to see its true nature. 

"...I didn't want to use it. You didn't give me a choice…It's over...I can't save you anymore--I can't. I can't."

Iris spoke in a trembling tone, raising her head to reveal tears clouding her eyes. Seeing this sympathetic, saddened look from his own opponent sent a shiver down Macheo's spine as he raised his guard further; manifesting a sphere formed of water around his body.