Theron's body healed at a rapid pace that defied logic, and soon even his eyes began to fuse back together, the bloody gash that split them sewing together in lines of red flesh and glowing blood.
However, while Theron's Mana and his body were quickly regenerating, his soul was not. One didn't seem to have any impact on the other, and he found many of his senses still shrouded.
It was an extremely uncomfortable feeling. It was like his body had all the power in the world, but his head was still too foggy to make proper use of it.
'What is this?'
Theron barely had enough sense left in him to feel that his two Void Cores had instead become two points of radiant white light that pushed everything away.
The borders of these new White Cores were impossible to define, and Theron found that the more he tried to find these borders or edges, the further and further they expanded outward.
