“Karyl!!” Kuwell bellowed, his voice quavering with rage. 0

“Enough.” 0

But it was Olivurn who intervened, stopping Kuwell in his tracks.0

“Please, Sir Kuwell, take care of His Majesty’s body. Today, we shall mourn… The empire will have a period of grieving before we even consider war,” Olivurn said in a somber tone. His voice carried a strange resonance that seemed to quell the raging emotions within those who heard it. 0

[Something’s not right,] Allen Javius remarked in Karyl’s mind as he observed Olivurn.0

What do you mean? 0

[He’s using Spirit Language. It’s a certain intonation, imperceivable to humans. Some people are born with it, but we’ll need to confirm if that’s the case with him.]0

Karyl glanced at Olivurn, intrigued. 0

What is Spirit Language? Does it have any specific effects that I should be aware of?0

[By itself, it’s not particularly dangerous. It’s somewhere between magic and the occult... It doesn’t cause immediate reactions or results, but the unique intonation creates sound waves that can make the listener feel at ease, or even more inclined to trust the speaker,] Allen explained. 0

Karyl considered this. The effect wasn’t particularly powerful, especially compared to more immediate and intense techniques, like charm magic or illusions.0

[The dragons were the ones who mastered this and elevated it to the level of magic. That’s why their words have power, and that’s...0