The core idea is simple: the world has a default set of rules, and a strong enough Will can overwrite them locally. So belief, focus and identity become the fuel instead of mana or essence… That is basically one of the main reasons why. Even if the collar strap could actually restrict other abilities, it could not restrict Rime's Will and that power alone is tyrannical enough that even Mages should be wary of. In a heart beat, Rime was cut loose from the chains that bound him to the ground. He slowly stood up and even when he realized that he was naked from head to toe, he did not care… if he hadn't been knocked out by that goliath, there is no way he would have simply allowed himself and Aildris to be dragged and locked up. ‘I am a fuckin' Valkyrie for crying out loud… I have damn powers.’He erupted in full power, blasting the iron doors away then he simply walked out. Of course, several men rushed towards the source of the commotion and met Rime out of his cell. Their eyes widen

[WARNING: CHAPTER CONTAINS GORY SCENES. FEEL FREE TO SKIP IF YOU ARE UNABLE TO HANDLE SUCH SCENES!!!]She shivered in fear. What did it mean when one asks for their blood to be spilled everywhere? It is more like asking the person to kill themself so the woman sighed, already knowing what fate awaited her. Bringing her sword to her throat, she hesitated while the king watched her, his gaze so deep that it could visibly penetrate her soul then she took a deep breath and stabbed the sword into her throat. A little squirt and the king growled.“Don't let me do it myself. I want to see more blood on the floor, more, more… I could rip your head off your body in a second just to get what I want.” Terrified, despite already dying, she pushed the sword further into her throat that it cut through everything, she fearfully even shoved it down her throat. The pain, the blood… Her head now dangled, barely held in place by a few nerve threads. The king only left, satisfied when she fell on h

Rime immediately activated Chaos regenerative power… Rime scratched the back of his head and said, “it's weird what I am about to do.” Aildris sighed.“Give me the details! We do not have time.” Rime sighed. “Okay, I would have easily said that you should use your essence as your life preserving source. But you'll burn through everything and there probably won't be a replenishment here in this world, so I choose a different approach.” Rime paused for a while, watched the cracking dome of ice mend slowly as Aildris poured essence into it. “I'll mend the ice. Save your essence!” Aildris nodded and retracted his essence while Rime took his place. Then he turned to Aildris and said, “my approach is, I have to transfer some of my regenerative power to you so that you can use it to sustain your life and regenerate a new heart.”Aildris frowned.“Is there a term to the transfer?”Rime sighed. Suddenly, Aildris’ heart beat thundered heavily through his chest and his expression changed