A two-meter-tall and three-meter-broad figure towered over the Mocalw Bear's corpse. The white semi-translucent color of the towering figure's outlines glimmered in a faint light.
The Spirit of the Mocalw Bear stared into the sky and it got up on its hind legs as it roared out loudly. Its conflicting emotions of sadness, anger, and despair were intertwined into the roar that resounded in the plains.
Zayn stared at the Mocalw Bear Spirit in satisfaction.
"Average talent, that's more than I expected," He mumbled while also taking into consideration that he had manifested the Spirit of the Mocalw Bear without losing a trace of its soul particles. The bear had already been weakened due to its fight with the Undead Wolves before it fought against Zayn and his Spirit but it still fought valiantly.
