As Lucas' gaze changed to a brilliant gold, an energy emade from him and came into contact with the swords.

Lucas, dazzled by the lights he saw around him, stretched out his little hands towards the agitated herbs, and, without even realizing the importance of the moment, began to advance on all fours.

He laughed slightly, amazed, while his hair floated in the whirlpools of ethereal energy that danced around him.

He first approached a huge, imposing black sword, but passed it without touching it.

Then, he hesitated in front of another one, thin and delicate, adorned with silver runes. He reached out... then turned away again.

He walked through the field, stopping in front of several swords, but did not touch any.

On the edge of the field, the tension rose. Everyone watched Lucas' movements in silence, holding their breath.

Because each sword having its history, the one that the child would choose would reveal its potential future powers.

Then, as if guided by an invisible force, Lucas stopped in front of a rusty sword.

Its blade was broken in places and it had no particular shine.

And there, in front of this sword, he no longer moved.

The wind blew again, making the herbs dance around him.

The moment he stopped in front of this sword, everyone wondered why he had stopped in front of it.

"Mother... this sword, does it evoke something to you? " asked Arya with a curious look.

"I think I've seen her, in the past. But she hadn't marked me," Anna replied calmly.

While everyone was wondering, Lucas began to applaud and laugh in front of the sword.

Several kilometers away, perched on another mountain, the young man who had had a discussion with Raphael, observed the scene in silence.

He sat atop the mountain, his golden reptilian eyes staring at little Lucas' every movement.

When he saw the child stop in front of this old sword, he narrowed his eyes.

"Hm... what is this sword? She doesn't give off anything special," he whispered, almost annoyed.

He looked away, got up slowly, ready to leave.

"It seems that this time, my instinct failed me. It's disappointing. "

But the moment he turned his back, he felt an icy shiver run through his body.

At that precise moment, Lucas had once again reached out toward the blade of the sword, but this time he touched it.

As soon as he touched her, the sky suddenly turned gray, and black and golden lightning began to crackle around the blade.

A strong wind rose suddenly, making the herbs dance.

At that moment, the young man's pupils dilated, and an icy fear suddenly seized.

"What..." he whispered, drops of cold sweat running down his temples.

Unlike the young man who was frightened, the members of the Ingriss had a different reaction.

Their power, which they had controlled and restrained until now, unleashed itself and suddenly burst out of their bodies.

The five members were surprised by the overflow of their powers, and tried to stabilize quickly.

But meanwhile, in the city below, thousands of citizens suddenly looked up at the sky.

Because of the power released by the family members, the air became heavier, and the children who stopped playing, were taken by a discomfort that they did not understand.

Men, women, as well as soldiers, felt their chest tighten, and fell to their knees, being uncomfortable, they had difficulty breathing.

During this time, Lucas was enveloped by lightning, and his body seemed to absorb sparks of lightning.

A few seconds passed, before each family member regained control of their power, and deactivated it, thus restoring stability in the city of Esdrellir.

"Mother... what just happened?" Andy asked with a skeptical look.

After calmly reflecting on what had just happened, Anna let a slight smile appear on her lips.

"I don't know, but it all looks interesting," she replied calmly.

Meanwhile - Somewhere in the universe:

Somewhere in the depths of the universe, a pair of eyes opened in the darkness...


                                                                   To be continued...