Deep within Ketal, the beast of Myst prowled restlessly. It was a wellspring of power, a monstrous spirit chained within, yet it had never truly accepted Ketal as its master. Whenever he tried to command it, the beast resisted, snarling and lashing out like a stray dog rejecting a new owner’s hand. This was why, despite possessing an Advanced amount of Myst, Ketal had struggled to do anything with it except reinforce his own body.0

There had been only one time when the beast had ever acted willingly, and that was when Ketal had fought Ferderica, the one who had opened the gates from the heavens. At that time, the beast had howled with irritation, unsatisfied, its instincts flaring as Ketal was attacked. The creature reacted as if a stray dog had found a trespasser threatening its territory; unwilling to let an outsider harm what it begrudgingly saw as its own. Just like then, the beast was now crying out, its dissatisfaction clear as Ketal fought Materia. Throughout the battle, it stirred and grumbled inside, as if resenting the presence of such a formidable foe.0

Ketal’s laughter rang out, joyous and wild. Back then, he had suppressed the beast, not wanting to reveal all his cards, but now he had no reason to hold back.0

“Come...0