"Hmmmm," she grumbled, then turned her back to Julien, then gradually walked forward then paused, her gaze then shifted to his. "What you did years ago was unexpected and unbelievable. It hurt me to a point I can't explain. Can't believe you denied me the chance to see my grandson when he was a baby. Why, why have you chosen to do such a thing?" she asked, her gaze darkening and her eyes squinted in rage, and a knuckled sound cracking echoed from her fist as she clenched if hard. Julien didn't say a word, all he did was gasp, and looked away. The woman—who appeared much younger than Julien—was his mother. She hadn’t aged, she was healthy and fresh, looking way younger than her son Julien, thanks to the powerful magic she had cast upon herself, known as the elixir of eternal life. She was one of the legendary magic-type Cultivators, known as Clara, the Woman of a Thousand Spells. Though that was her famed title, it was said that when Julien's father first saw her, she looked exactly

Julien, noticing this strange occurrence, got him stunned. It was his first time seeing something of that nature, something he knew was out of ordinary and indeed was a collision of two powerful magics. Apart from that, Julien was puzzled about Aurora, he had never seen her being this horrified and scared before. He knew she must have seen—or perhaps felt—something that had shaken her deeply, something that could end her.Julien shifted his gaze to Jordan, confused about what had just happened, or perhaps how it had happened that triggered the spark of energy. Then with a calm voice and a warm smile, Julien asked, “Are you okay, Ryan?”Jordan turned to Julien then with a slight smile, he replied calmly, “Yes, Father, I’m okay.” But deep down, Jordan wasn't okay, he was puzzled as to what had happened, the instinct, the urges that had driven his body, and the energy spark that had ignited within his fingertips. “What just happened? I felt a sudden clash of energy. It looked like mine