Fire.
Blazing flames.
High temperature, scorching, destruction...
The moment he was "struck" by that terrifying spiritual power from the sky, Ronan felt as if he was brutally hit by a river of molten magma.
He fell into a lake full of lava, feeling an intense burning pain, his muscles seeming to tear and char.
Just when he thought he was about to completely melt into this endless lava fire...
Suddenly, a bundle of cool silver light enveloped him.
The magma receded quickly, and the object he had been tightly holding in his hand also seemed to break free.
The sounds of spell chanting and roaring were still resonating, but rapidly moving away from above him.
Soon, Ronan could no longer pay attention to these, as he was bathed entirely in a brilliant silver light.
In his consciousness space, the [Mirror Light] Seal "greedily" absorbed the silver light filled with spatial energy, Ronan could feel it "growing."
Growing rapidly in the direction it was meant to.
