Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1002

Chapter 1002: Chapter 1002 - Taming the Last Breath - Part 4

The chaos energy found the line it needed and the tiger separated into two halves that came apart clean.

Orion’s tiger had fallen.

Luna fell too... her knees giving before she could stop them, her reserves empty the moment her beast finished its work and dissolved.

Everything was spent.

Orion also went to his knees, bond broken.

But from the floor he drove his teeth together until they bled and screamed something into the space in front of him, and through the sheer force of whatever was in that scream he expelled the black pulse again anyway.

The white crystal in Luna’s hands pulsed alone.

That warm light, not combat energy, not power assembled for damage, but something intense that came from a passion older than any of those things. Defending Luna from the pulse Orion had released toward her and Ren.

A barrier more intense and more solid than anything Orion had managed to extract even using seven corrupted crystals in synergy at his best moment.

"No!" Luna shouted.

At the crystal. At her mother inside it.

"Don’t spend any more... Please!"

The light went out as if in reluctant agreement.

Luna felt the weight of what had just happened in the hands holding the crystal, not the emptying of her own mana but of something that had been present, that warmth she had been missing her entire life, now one degree less there than it had been a moment ago.

A truly sad occurrence.

A warmth that had spent itself for her the way it had always spent itself for protecting anyone when it could, much more strongly if it was for her, and that sadly was now slightly further away.

She knelt there with tears coming before she could decide about hiding them, and then registered what had actually happened... That there was someone important who hadn’t been protected!

Ren was on the floor several meters away, hurt but pushing himself up again with the stubborn methodology he had for doing things his body should not have been able to do. The same mechanics he had been using all day, the ones that had no clean explanation except that he simply refused to accept the inventory his body was presenting.

She looked at him.

He looked back at her for the one second he allowed himself to look.

Then Orion got up.

He wasn’t the same Orion who had entered the hall with the white-light barrier and the certainty of someone whose calculations had been correct.

Now the mana patterns of the purple crystals were visible on his hands, something that shouldn’t have been visible on someone who was simply using them as tools, the marks too pronounced, too settled deep into the skin, the kind of depth that came from contact that had moved past instrument into something else.

But the restrictions that kept a technique from eating its own user existed for reasons. Yet the corruption didn’t care about those reasons. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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