Step. Step. Step.
Wain walked slowly forward until he created a platform beneath him, bouncing off it with tremendous force. It only took him a few attacks to kill three monsters on the Absolute Stage, which was insane for the average Fifth Chronicle one, but for Wain, it was the norm.
'Not bad, I still need to get used to my increased strength and especially the Form, which I haven't used in over five hundred years. I'll have to find someone I can be unbounded with to properly prepare for the start of the Great War.' Wain said inwardly, bouncing off the platforms, and swiftly approaching the exit of Lands of the Gods.
Wain did not absorb the souls of the monsters he had killed, now he had no need for anyone's souls as he just needed his power back and he knew how to do it, so free souls attracted the weaker monsters.
