Right there in the glimmering field of familiar runes, in the cluster describing his Aspect, a new string of them appeared.
Aspect: [Shadow Slave].
Aspect Rank: Divine.
Aspect Abilities: [Shadow Control].
Aspect Legacy: [Shadow Dance].
As soon as Sunny concentrated on the Aspect Legacy, new runes shined to describe it.
Shadow Dance Description: [Once an elegant dance, now a deadly battle art. This mysterious style was created by the treacherous Lost From Light after witnessing a graceful slave dancing with her shadows. Who else could have taken something so beautiful and turned it into something so vile?]
Sunny coughed, trying hard not to think too much about the manner in which the Spell had described him.
'Again with this treacherous stuff… I'm not that treacherous, okay? So what if I lie, manipulate, and backstab people all the time. That's just being smart…'
However, what grabbed his attention was not the description itself, but what glimmered beneath it.
