The Face Of God (2)

What's that?

The moment I declared the start of the match, the Exorcist clad himself in a golden light, much like how a Paladin would call forth a divine coat of armour. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen before. Coated with a golden hue, the Exorcist's physical and magical ability was enhanced in an unnatural manner.

Usually, one would cast magic power from within themselves, which gave them a finite amount of magic power to work with. However, on top of his magic power, a golden stream of mysterious energy flowed into the colossal Priest.

I couldn't understand what that golden stream was… It was neither magic power nor was it spiritual energy. It didn't have anything to do with souls either; otherwise, my special 'vision' would have identified it instantly.

I couldn't comprehend what I was looking at, and my mind scrambled for any hypothesis. I completely disregarded the Exorcist and his danger as I innately understood… There was nothing the man could do to harm me.