Zooming in on this congregation of islands, the old man observed an ongoing battle in the clouds high above the Island Nations. Each exchange in this battle could instantly wipe out all life in the Forgotten Shores, and at the speed they were fighting, millions of world-ending blows were unleashed every second.
What the denizens of the Azure Archipelago saw when they looked up was but the mere residual projections produced by the lingering chaotic energies. It in no way emulated the true immensity of the war between a single man and a seemingly unlimited number of Soul Eaters.
"How perplexing." The old white-haired man stroked his five-foot-long beard, honing in on the aloof man deflecting and counterattacking against millions of attackers all at once. "How come I wasn't aware of a talent like this one before now? The World would've told me if someone like this existed…
From the looks of it, he isn't even a 1st Class Slayer, but his power is coming from somewhere.
