The next day quickly arrived as Fikin and everyone else left the Zasfin Army. Once again, they gathered far away from the low-level battlefield to continue their own fights. However, Fikin didn't look as relaxed as he did during the previous week. Instead, he looked intently at Phex's original form, who seemed to have lost quite a few feathers.
He then paid attention to the other Divine Demon Beasts and the common ones as well. Sure enough, they all had their own share of injuries, some of which he had caused. However, he also noticed a problem. 'That doesn't make sense. Some of the injuries inflicted on the first few days were just too small. They should have healed by now, so how come they're still there?'
Soon after, he also noticed another problem. 'Not only that, but even with the grievous injuries, I didn't notice any real drop in combat power in Phex and the other demon beasts...'
