�Ugh.�

Cale put his hand up to his ears. The calm voice in his mind suddenly turned into a screech.

Chhhhhh- chhhhh!

At the same time, the chains and the spear combined together in order to become an extremely large spear. Furthermore, the surface of the lake started to tremble.

� This isn�t my power! This is not me! I, I am not a judge!

�Not a judge?�

Cale�s gaze quickly changed.

� I, I am!

� I am! I�!

That was all the ancient power kept saying. That voice was giving him a headache. That was why he subconsciously commented.

�Then who are you?�

If you are not the Water of Judgment, then who are you?

Everybody calls you the Water of Judgment.

It was at that moment.

He heard a quiet voice.

� I�Am someone who does not have freedom.

Screeeech- screeech-

The odd noise made Cale lift his head up.

The large water spear surrounded by chains was aiming at Cale. Just looking at it made it hard to breathe.

The ancient Dragon who was watching this said what came to his mind.

��You are chained down by a god.�

� I am chained.

Cale could hear the owner of the ancient power in his mind.

She was chained by a god using shackles called responsibility and duty. She had to be repressed by an identity that she was not born with. JrNovels.com