Gravis stood in the middle of the road as he looked into the direction his enemy had fled towards. He didn't say anything, but his imposing and cold aura still shook most of the onlookers. What was he thinking about?
'Should I have attacked regardless?' Gravis thought as he looked into the distance. 'As far as I know myself, I would have expected me to directly attack and kill him. Yet, I purposely showed my power in front of him to dissuade him from attacking.'
'Is it because I fear putting my life at risk after not fighting for such a long time?' Gravis thought as he analyzed himself.
'No, I don't think so,' he thought after several seconds. 'My power has grown tremendously ever since my fight with Heaven. If the guy had been able to resist my pressure, he would have still been able to put up a fight, but he hadn't been able to. Someone that isn't able to resist my pressure is not a true opponent. So, logically, it wasn't that I feared for my life.'
