Northern did not move but a slight frown pulled his brows.
"Lord Northern, are you okay?"
"Lord Northern."
Amid the darkness that suddenly enveloped his sight, he could hear the voices of the two Dukes calling out to him with panicked voices.
However, he didn't respond. Identifying his sudden threat was more important. Northern first thought that the Divinity of the sword had affected him, perhaps he had seen something he ought not to have seen.
However, he figured he was wrong barely a second after that thought.
[External Source discovered]
[Tracing Source…]
Someone, somewhere had willed him to go blind.
'That has to be one hell of a Will.'
Even though he wasn't a full-blown Origin because he still had to properly go through the progression of ranks to become a Zenith, for the sake of his body. He more or less had the soul of one.
So to still be able to affect him with their will, this source, whoever they were, had to be indisputably strong.
