Sato extended his hand towards the heavens, a conduit for his power. As if responding to his command, the dark mist that had surrounded the giant statues began to recede, swirling back towards him with an almost obedient grace.
Closing his palm, Sato encapsulated the mist within his grasp, its ethereal essence lding with his own. The atmosphere quivered with anticipation, as if the very fabric of reality recognized the weakening of the magical seal.
Aril's voice echoed in Sato's mind, its tone laced with a sense of accomplishnt.
"Good," Sato murmured to himself, a spark of satisfaction glimring in his eyes. "This is actually easier than I expected."
Floating gracefully through the air, Sato moved closer to the statue on his left, his gaze fixed upon it with unwavering determination.
Aril's voice resonated in Sato's mind, imparting crucial information.
Sato's gaze fixated upon the towering statue before him, its eyes emanating a subtle yet srizing crimson glow. His brow furrowed in contemplation as he absorbed the revelation. "Co to think of it, why do I bear the sa title as her? Chaos, I an."
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