"So, it was this hound that destroyed my barrier." Atika Light nodded, summoning a sketchbook and a pencil from somewhere. Before Jyorta could realise it, they had arrived in Atika Light's hands.
Based on his descriptions, Atika Light began to sketch; after 4-5 drafts, she had ended up with a realistic portrayal of the hound, consisting of views from three perpendicular angles and an isometric projection.
"Based on your description, this hound is a Cogent Phrenics stronger than the ones Tier 4 beings face in the Mental Realm, while attempting to breakthrough to Tier 5." Atika Light said, furrowing her brows, her expression replaced by seriousness, causing Jyorta to involuntarily gulp in response.
