Five hours after reverting back to normal, Skullius was walking among the humans freely again, entering Genhuis in the depths of the night without the trouble of meeting resistance at the gate this time.
He momentarily stopped what had been his practice with gathering Aura in his body – the chillingly dark Aura that he could produce which wasn't the same as the others he had seen.
He could produce lumps of it, not nearly enough to form a Full Body Aura but just enough for him to practise combining the skills in his body.
It was no easy task.
With enough focus, he could sense all his skills etched into his body but fusing them by attaching one lump of Aura to one skill and then stretching said lump to another skill placed a distance away from the first one was... agitating.
He had had outbursts of pure rage on the way here that even he was shocked by.
It was maddening.
