Eleven stopped to give Axel a searching look, then nodded. He held up the back of his left hand, where a trident-looking tattoo branded his skin a few shades darker.
"This mark will glow when I've regained the power I lost before I came here. Then I will know that I'm ready. And.. maybe then I can help Xion, too."
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"This mark will glow when I've regained the power I lost before I came here. Then I will know that I'm ready. And.. maybe then I can help Xion, too."