On the other hand, Jim was not just watching from the side without doing anything at all. As his Blood Warriors were having a tough fight, Jim had already made himself being surrounded by another batch of thousand drops of blood.
But Jim knew full well that numbers didn't affect anything against his grandfather. No matter how many Blood Minions or Blood Warriors he had, with his grandfather as his opponent, it was all, useless.
Jim closed his eyes trying to seek for wisdom. As he did it that way, Jim recalled the words of the blue light when it explained everything about his power. The other party told him that not only his blood, Jim could also use his soul as his ability. And through his Blood and Soul, Jim could create a tamed beast of his own.
It was just that, he hadn't tried it out yet. He didn't know how to use an incorporeal thing such as the soul.
But Jim had one thing that could teach him to do so. It was his instinct!
