Ryu suddenly felt a wave of calm overwhelm him. Isn't this exactly what he came here for?
This teetering balancing act. To his left was an endless abyss and death. To his right was a light enveloping warmth.
He remembered the exhilaration he felt defeating Leopold. Maybe that was the most emotion he had displayed since he regained his memories. Only the moments after losing his grandfather could match.
'Since they want my life… They can come and get it.'
'… Little Ryu…' Ailsa began to feel worried.
'It's fine.' Ryu said calmly, the mad swings of his glaive not dulling for even a moment.
Ailsa's delicate brow furrowed. 'It's not going to be remotely the same as fighting this Host Minn. His Immortal Ring is below even the lowest standard. In addition, Mental Realm Masters have an advantage in controlling their Immortal Rings.'
