The shadow runes surged from Lenny's soul like a tidal wave, rushing toward the pearl with an almost sentient hunger. The moment they touched it, something extraordinary happened. The runes didn't just bind themselves to the pearl—they danced. They spun and whirled around the pearl as if they were children playing around a campfire, reveling in the freedom of the night. The runes pulsed with energy, their glow flickering like starlight in the depths of a void, casting shadows that moved with a life of their own. It was a sight so mesmerizing, so otherworldly, that even Lady Death, the embodiment of endings, paused to admire it, her hollow eyes narrowing in awe.
"This power…" she muttered, her voice low, almost reverent. "Those who bear shadow runes have always held world-shaking capabilities."