In the end, it didn't take long for Leon to feel that his body was already reaching its limits. He finally understood that Netro had given up on trying to make him run out of mana… Mages like Leon could recover as much as mana they wanted as long as they focus on it, but they couldn't recover their bodies that easily. After half an hour of being attacked by a conceptual attack, Leon's body was already skin and bones. He survived hundreds of those attacks, but that had been the price.
"Shit… nothing yet?" Leon said, annoyed.
The equivalent of five years had passed inside his mindscape, but his replica didn't manage to do what he wanted. It looked like Leon had been too greedy trying to evolve that spell as well.
"I guess this is it, guys," Leon said to his spirits. "I hope all of you find a less dumb human to call master the next time… I would recommend my friends, but I recommendation of a dumb guy like me isn't appreciated, right?"
