~ KATALEYA ~
Great power. Power that intensifies with every word that leaves his lips. For a moment, time seems to still, and all I see is the power and the aura that swirls around him… a deep reddish orange, but… it’s different from those eyes. His eyes, a stunning liquid gold at that moment, the light highlighting every angle of his face.
This power… I don’t know what it is or where he’s bringing it from, but every word he speaks -every word, every meaning of each word rings in my mind.
“By the fiery embrace of the sun, the powerful shroud of the moon, the celestial light of the stars and the heart of the earth; I, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, the last of my bloodline, summon forth the power bestowed upon me as the rightful heir of the sacred title. Let these bindings be shattered, the sh
