The floating book before Kael began to glow. Words inked themselves across its empty pages, not in any language he recognized, yet he understood them perfectly.
You have awakened the Domain of Law.
Initiating Weapon Manifestation…
The chamber rumbled. Behind the scale, the flaming sword split in two.
Kael watched silently as the blades drifted toward him, their hilts sculpted from blackened metal, the edges radiating with gold runes that shimmered like fire and lightning combined. They weren't flashy. They weren't large. Just… perfect. Elegant, lethal, balanced. Each sword matched his aura—one represented judgment, the other truth.
They hovered before him.
Twin Blades of Law: Oath and Verdict.
Bound to Soul. Summonable at Will.
Only to be drawn when necessary. The Law does not swing without cause.
Kael reached out, grasping both hilts. They felt weightless, yet the moment he held them, the entire Core shivered as though it had recognized its true master.
The swords vanished into streaks of light and embedded themselves deep into his soul.
He opened his palm and thought: Summon.
In an instant, one blade appeared in his right hand, the air around it rippling with pressure. Another thought—Dismiss—and the sword vanished.
Kael exhaled calmly. "I won't need to carry them."
Then the book lit up again, pages flipping on their own.
First Ability Awakened: Target.
Function: Declare a target within your line of sight. Once locked, a circular Law Sigil will form around the subject.
Judgment can then be delivered by word, snap, or slash—depending on the Law applied.
Kael's eyes narrowed. He pictured it. Standing on a battlefield. Dozens of enemies charging. He sees them. Raises a finger. A circle forms mid-air around each target. He snaps.
Gone.
Of course, that kind of range and power required immense energy and mastery. For now, he had access to a single target, short range. But the foundation was set.
A chill passed through him.
He opened his eyes.
Back in his room.
He stood and walked to the window. Outside, the academy was quiet. But far in the distance—barely within his vision—he saw movement.
A shadowy figure.
Kael raised a hand slowly, tracing a glowing circle into the air with one finger. A Law Sigil ignited silently around the figure.
His eyes glowed gold.
"Target."
He snapped his middle finger and thumb
And then—