2887 Cruel Star (Part 1)

The Primordial Flames set the outer walls ablaze, burning matter and energy alike and opening a hole that reached the heart of the living castle.

Lith and Tista kept breathing fire until there was no air left in their lungs but the moment they stopped, the flames went out and the Eternal Fortress repaired the damages with a speed visible to the naked eye.

'How is this possible?' Lith panted, his life force strained from the prolonged use of Primordial Flames and the Life Maelstrom necessary to produce them. 'Without a geyser, this guy is no different from us. The only energy he has is what is stored inside his power core.'

'Pseudo cores. This cursed object is too old to have a power core. Also, there's no geyser here. I'm sure of that.' Solus said after both the Eyes and the Hands of Menadion confirmed what she already knew from mana sense.