They readied themselves to resume the travel. Getting inside the carriages and then rested while on the way. Joan then settled at the same seat where he sat in the past. Extinguishing the greatsword that he once used and was curling his arms in his armpits. Eyes closed and were seen sleeping. But the truth was, he was doing something important.
Into the depths of his soul was a dimension created for putting the souls he collected. His hands and feet were of a kid and was wearing white robes. Stature was smaller than his actual body, making him look like a kid. Just as he was floating in the nothingness, he saw vast space with clouds inside him. Still, waters were what he paved and he didn't submerge in the slightest. Up ahead was a land that was seen to have crows and wolves.
