After being Lightforged, Uther's body was covered in patterns formed from Holy Light, winding around his Death Power-infused body. A dazzling glow flashed in his eyes.
"Holy Xe'ra, thank you for granting me this power. This newfound holy power has brought me closer to the Holy Light. My strength has become even greater!" Uther dropped to one knee and expressed his gratitude to Xe'ra.
Just as he was about to greet Turalyon, who stood behind Xe'ra, the Naaru spoke again.
"You are the legendary chosen child of Light and Darkness. Uther, the prophecy must be fulfilled." Xe'ra's tone sounded strange.
"Light and Darkness? A prophecy? A chosen child?" Uther had no idea what she was talking about.
"You gave so much, yet received so little. Now, the Holy Light guides your path." Xe'ra's voice seemed to carve itself into Uther's mind, forming golden runes that repeatedly played those words.
But Uther was neither anxious nor afraid. Calmly following Paladin etiquette, he formally joined the Holy Light Legion.
Xe'ra continued, "Uther, I can sense that your soul is incomplete. Your soul has suffered wounds. I hope the Holy Light can help you recover your complete self!"
"Yes, thank Xe'ra, thank the Holy Light!" Uther became even more devout.
Using Uther as an example, the other Kyrian were successfully Lightforged one after another as well. Though several failed and dissipated.
Xe'ra was delighted by the Kyrian's formidable strength. In particular, Uther, the child of Light and Darkness, had finally fulfilled the prophecy.
She announced loudly, "Messengers of the Holy Light, this place is not safe. The Burning Legion may return at any moment. We must board the Holy Light vessel, the Xenedar, leave this place for now, and launch attacks where the Burning Legion is weak."
Having successfully undergone Lightforging, the Kyrian