I was already past the centre of this layer, so it took my four days to fly back. During the end of the third day, I felt my spear break free finally, and that was a signal that he had conquered every single monster there and was about to lay the layer with lightning, then invade the next.
Instantly I snapped my fingers, and this time it took quite some time for it to reappear above my head, vibrating as if it was expressing its dissatisfaction.
"Oh, you are upset?" I muttered with surprise, and suddenly I recalled the fact my prison artifact had a soul inside it speaking already to me. "Never thought you have souls inside, that's a first, that's indeed perfect," I chuckled, before finally cancelling my mystic art grip, held it in one hand, and patted on it with the other.
"Don't worry, you will have more chances soon to kill whatever you like."
