"What in heaven's name is that?!" the old man questioned.
He was by no means weak, his whole body exuded a godly and powerful glow that made him extremely noticeable within my own Sea of Consciousness. However, compared to my darker and gigantic figure he looked like a firefly.
"Consider it me having a bad day, now look over there," I pointed.
The shadow was running away like a rabbit from incoming prey, leaping up and under hurdles trying to get as far away from us as possible.
Even with the gigantic distance between us, I could still feel its fear and panic as it realized that it had come to a very dangerous place.
"So now what?" he asked.
"Now, we hunt," I said.
The two of us hurried forward, me moving about in a casual stroll, while the old man was flying forward.
With a move of my hand, a gigantic fissure appeared right in front of the shadow, forcing it to stop and change location.
