With a start, Marcius returned back to the material realm of Rubrum.
Instead of the endless void filled with energy, what greeted him was the scorched wasteland and the lava that flowed from the top of the volcano and formed into rivers of fire at the base.
'I'm back,' Marcius considered. 'I guess that means the integration of Ashuran into my core is a success.'
'You are correct.'
The voice of the Eternal Flames Phoenix rang within the mind of the Aemilia heir. It was the only proof Marcius needed.
He looked down at his body, without paying any heed to his surroundings. With just a thought, he started running spirit energy through his vines and felt the difference within his body immediately.