right light and enlargement is a sign that Haylon is burning a combination of Vitality and Divinity Points…in doing so, he is sacrificing his body to escape in an intangible Soul Form." Geralt's voice held a tone of amazement and fear as he gave the brothers classified information.
While Brance was stunned into silence by this revelation, Cynrik, on the other hand, was filled with hundreds of questions, ones he knew once again wouldn't be answered.
"There's a Divinity Stat, huh, interesting." Wearing a smirk Cynrik didn't bother asking anything further and continued watching as Haylon's body expanded to seven times its original size, resembling a particular yellow character from a Dragon Ball movie.
"That's it? You aren't going to ask anything about how to acquire it or its use?" Cynrik's words stumped Geralt, causing the man to look down at the slightly shorter young man beside him.
"Heh, why bother? The best case scenario is you hit me with a "that's privileged information," so anyway I see it, you wouldn't tell me regardless of my curiosity." Shrugging his shoulders, Cynrik waved his hand dismissively.
"Brat, your sophistry and reverse psychology won't work here. I expected you to ask, but you're right; it IS privileged information, so I couldn't tell you anything further, even if I wanted to." Geralt expertly avoided any potential questions with a scoff and simply voiced his thoughts aloud.
Little did he know that Cynrik was already pestering Tobs for whatever information he could gather about this mysterious Divinity Stat.
'Spill it, Tobs, you can't dangle a full course meal in front of me like this and feed me bread crumbs instead.'
-Like Geralt, I am bound by the CSH not to release in-depth data about the Divinity Stat. It's pretty much out of my hands this time. Your only choice is to either dig up the info on your own or reach the Peak of Tier-5 to unlock the information you want to know.-
'Tsk, as helpful as always. No matter, I will figure it out on my own then.' Narrowing his eyes, Cynrik zoomed in using his second ocular skill and closely examined the strange blue and gold Aura on a microscopic level.
However, the moment he did, his eyes began burning, and a wave of nausea flooded his nervous system.
Luckily, in that short second, Cynrik observed the Aura; he gleaned some new info from what he saw before closing his eyes and deactivating the skill.
From his observations, the Aura wasn't built from the usual round, tiny orbs of condensed Mana particles like expected initially. Instead, the gold and blue Divine Aura was constructed of thick star-shaped particles that stirred something deep within his consciousness.
These star-shaped particles were tightly packed together, manifesting in a gaseous state, and their sheer volume caused the physical phenomenon around Haylon's body.
[Fuck, Oi, Brancie, don't look too closely at that Aura; although it isn't formed of Mana particles and something different entirely, focusing on it is bad news.] Massaging his eyes, Cynrik was quick to fill Brance in on his findings, only to notice his little brother was also in a similar condition, rubbing his eyes and fighting the urge to throw up.
[What the hell are they, Cyn? I can tell that Aura wasn't made of Mana, but unlike you, I don't have a weird zoomy skill for my eyes.] Brance replied as his head finally stopped spinning.
[No clue; I can tell you the particles themselves are two-toned and star-shaped, unlike Mana particles, which are simple, single-colored balls of energy. But that's pretty much all I've got.]
Looking back up at the sky, Cynrik watched as bulbous chunks of flesh exploded one after another, generating visible ripples in the air, similar to the effect brought about by Geralt manifesting his Spatial Skills.
Cynrik's eyes widened slightly as inspiration struck him, causing him to formulate several theories on the spot, the best of which he quickly told Brance.
[From what I can tell, the cause of the inflation and explosion is what I call Divine Particles; they latch onto the Mana particles in Haylon's body and force them to expand till they collapse.] Narrating everything he noticed, Cynrik went further into his analysis.
[If I had to make an educated guess as to WHY this is happening, I'd have to say the Divine Particles carry significantly more energy, so when they attach to the Mana particles making up Haylon's flesh, it supercharges them to the breaking point.]
[What he is doing is either a skill, ability, or some type of masochistic manipulation of the Divine Particles; regardless, there is only one singular goal here that I can surmise.] Cynrik paused and narrowed his eyes, focusing on a particular spot on Haylon's body as it popped like a zit, gushing out blood.
Instead of this blood being purely red, as with normal humans, along with the typical red coloring, it had a dingy grey and a golden blue tint, discoloring the blood entirely. With these two characteristics, Cynrik finished his theory.
[Based on the little slip-up Geralt said, we now know that levels go away upon reaching Tier-6 and that one needs to increase their Divinity Stat points to a certain extent to advance to higher Tiers.]
[Using this information as a foundation, I can only assume the difficulty in acquiring these points, making me believe there are only a handful of ways to gain them, including Killing someone with an Active Divinity Stat. In that case, what he is doing makes a lot of sense. Haylon knows he won't make it out of here in one piece, and if he dies, his points will go to waste.]
[Not only would he be losing them anyway, but they would go to strengthen the Governor; thus, he is burning them in the manner we are seeing as a giant middle finger to the Governor or anyone else looking to capitalize on his physical death.]
[We already know the bastard wants to flee, and since the best way to do so is in Soul form, he wants to burn away any potential gains his opponent can obtain. How am I doing Tobsie?] Curling his lips into a smirk, Cynrik raised and lowered the shoulder that the tiny fairy used like a couch.
Heaving a tired sigh as if she were an old man, Tobs stood up and clasped her hands behind her back.
-I don't know if I should praise you or be worried that your deductive reasoning has advanced to such a level that you can gather so much from a few glances.-
-Yeah, you are right, and as promised, I will fill in a couple of the gaps for you. You are correct in your assumption about the situation. Haylon is burning them to avoid handing over his points; however, the transfer isn't nearly as lucrative as what happens with XP upon killing something.-
-To put it into terms a nerd like you would understand, think of Divinity Points as more of an ELO rating system in ranked matches.-
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