Watching the black cat sink into a deep sleep, its whole body trembling with purrs, Ren Suo could not help finding it amusing. He wondered if Luna was having a happy dream.
He sat down in front of the computer and continued playing on the large screen. He saw Korenaike, the leader of the Dragon Priests, take out a dark-blue cube whose six faces swirled with deep-blue mist. With a casual toss, he sent it flying onto the pedestal at the center of the platform.
"Though we dearly hope you are the Dragonborn's heir, we cannot be certain. Go over and place your hand on the cube. This is the only test, and also the only way to obtain the Dragonborn's power."
Uncle Los glanced at the nine Dragon Priests, walked onto the platform, looked at the cube before him and the rainbow dragon skeleton in the middle of the hall, then placed his hand on the cube.
Nothing happened.
Korenaike said, "When the Great Lords purged the other races from the plane, they also did one more thing—they severed the connection between mortals and LingNeng."
"In the past, every race could freely wield LingNeng. Our Diedra race, especially, were born LingNeng users. Fire, frost, and thunder were our servants. Creatures from other worlds were our warriors. Bewitching hearts was our instinct. Twisting reality was our freedom. The life and death of all things rested on a single thought of ours..."
Korenaike spoke with longing in his voice. "But after the Diedra wiped out the other races, the Great Lords no longer needed Diedra warriors. They joined forces to seal and imprison the Diedra's spirituality. All Diedra had to rely on Great Lord Cards and coordination drives to manipulate the omnipresent LingNeng... Compared to the ancient Diedra, the Diedra of