Spirit and body become one.

A miraculous phenomenon, the manifestation of a person’s inner strength.

Such union grants an extraordinary power, one that knows no bounds: the Spirit Mode.

Each person brought, in their own perispirit, the sum of their evolutionary achievements – the Oneness property. Thereby, the cross that the Adam’s Heir wore on his wrist was the object that mirrored his holy soul.

Lied took a firm hold of the Animus’ claw as the beast could not get free from him. The wounds on the boy’s real body seemed to have slightly healed with the awakening.

“Amazing…” Mare was amazed.

“It’s my first time seeing it, but as expected from Adam’s Spirit Mode” Zaccharias thought.

Lied lifted the monster into the air, in a demonstration of strength, and hurled it away. The Animus got up from the ground right away and hid in the shadows. The male closed his eyes as he predicted the enemy’s movement using Sensitivity. Lied easily blocked the attack with Visibility. The angry beast uttered a yelp.

“Communication isn’t your strong point, huh? No problem, my fists speak for me” Lied said.

Lied threw a powerful punch in the monster’s warped face. He did not stop here and gave two more biffs in its belly. The Animus flew away as it hit the wall. The critter, although bewildered by his sudden comeback, did not yield up and kept attacking the young man but to no avail as it was not able to hurt him. Meanwhile, the predator lost some of its ferocity and Lied noticed that his opponent had reached its limit.

“It’s time to end this” Lied said.

The teenager raised his arm as the cross swayed back and forth and a large concentration of prana was produced around his hand.

“W-What is he trying to do?!” Mare wondered.

“That’s…” the talking crow was saying.

The energy took the form of a sharp-pointed white weapon, consisted of a long and fine blade with a tiny cross attached to the hilt. The sword radiated a white-hot glow that lit up the all-encompassing darkness of the Underworld and hurt the Animus’ eyes with its blaze.

“Let’s go, ‘Anima Sancta’” the Adam’s Heir stated his weapon’s name.

Lied promptly cut the creature in a single blow that only the crow there managed to see. The beast began to disappear into spiritual particles. Zaccharias removed his barrier.

“I hope… that you have a good reincarnation” Lied said before the Animus perished.

Mare was totally happy for him as she went near the boy seconds later with the talking crow perched on her shoulder.

“Congratulations, Lied!” the aztec girl said with a kind smile on her face.

“Thanks” the human thanked while holding the sword.

“This is the perfect moment” the crow landed on the ground at a considerable distance from its student and adjusted its hat, its shining golden eyes fixed determinedly on him “Don’t deactivate your Spirit Mode, Lied. We’re going to fight.”

[END OF CHAPTER]