Chains of Fate Orb of Samsara

Asunin didn't know what Tyrin was up to, but whatever it was he would gladly help.

"That's not a problem. I've been personally keeping a record of them just for this occasion. "

" Rin, whatcha thinking? "D. Tyra asked curiously.

She recognized that devilish smile from anywhere. Her brother was up to no good.

" I'll tell you on the way to the Netherworld. Let's handle this first. " Tyrin's eyes cut to Mirror and then jumped to Sapphire. " What about you two? "

Both Mirror and Sapphire nodded. Tyrin looked to Aurora next.

" Please show me, " Aurora said.

Tyrin didn't waste any time. He raised his hand high above his head and activated his signia. His face scrunched up and he dropped his hand.

" That's odd. "

He closed his eyes and focused on his regalia. Firma particles and nether particles drifted like mist across white space. This mist was everywhere inside his regalia. His creations and destroyers would absorb this mist to recover from fatigue and injuries.