Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel

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Dastan seeps into Dean’s head. Unlike before, Dean is now screaming so wild, releasing much wilder spirit energy and a suffocating aura around him.

His energy begins to be tainted and dark, with some small sparks of dark lightning exploding around him. Camran and Shynar can’t even stand it, and have to step back.

Half an hour later, slowly but surely, Dean’s screaming is dying out. His red hair is still waving upward even though his body is no longer exerting the burst of spirit energy.

That red hair is still glowing almost like a flame. The same with his eyes, gleaming with crimson red. He releases so much heat to his surroundings that Camran and Shynar have to cover their faces.

“I think he is ready,” says Miarnin.

“You two!” Cresta calls Camran and Shynar. “You better not get close to our father’s body. You will stop breathing because of it.”

Cresta tells Camran to lift a certain switch on the wall near the chamber entrance. And soon, the metal door of that one massive dome-like com