The Holy Tool Of...
Enel's gaze locked onto the Eternal Pool, its milky, swirling surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow.
The same one that lady Vinegar had been floating on top before he had brought her down.
The faint luminescence cast a gentle light on the chamber, painting the chaos in serene hues that felt out of place amidst the destruction.
He took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his decision settle in his chest.
Behind him, Luca's voice thundered out, filled with urgency and a rare crack of genuine concern. "Enel, don't!"
But it was too late.
Without hesitation, Enel lunged forward, his body arching as he leapt into the Eternal Pool. The moment his body broke through the surface, a sharp, searing energy coursed through him, wrapping him in a warmth that was both comforting and overwhelming.
Luca's shout echoed, "You fool! You don't understand what you're doing. You will die!"