Gravis continued racing towards the Spirit Forming Realm. Only ten more minutes remained until he would reach it. If he managed to get there, he could defeat Aion and any other Heavenborn at the Spirit Forming Realm's initial stage.
As time flew by, Gravis grew more excited, but also more anxious. Heaven had managed to outsmart him so many times. Gravis had learned that Heaven was clever the hard way. He refused to believe that all of Heaven's plans fell flat just because Gravis had changed his route and managed to convince Saron not to attack him. The Heaven he knew wouldn't have only this small weapon for such a big moment.
The minutes ticked by, and just when only five minutes remained…
WHOOOSH!
Gravis' face whitened in anxiety and fear. He knew that Spirit. He had felt that Spirit every day for multiple months.
It was Aion.
