Unlike Enyo, Indra did not go to sleep.
His spirit felt all light and giddy, and as a result he spent the rest of the night watching her sleep and memorizing every nook, line, and cranny of her body.
By now, he knew her figure even better than she did.
He sat next to her on the bed silently, a small sketchbook in his hand and a writing utensil in the other.
While she was slumbering, he had been drawing her figure meticulously, and by now his drawing was almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
She had been sketched resting on her side, with half of her body covered by a blanket and the rest exposed to himself and the dark room.
The way she had been drawn was more tasteful instead of lustful, as none of her figures had been exaggerated or emphasized for any reason.
To him, she was beauty personified and needed no alteration.
Once he was finished, he let out a small sigh of relief before admiring his handiwork.
'A wife, huh...?'
It honestly still didn't feel real to Indra.
He did not at all regret his choice, but it was a commitment made in the heat of the moment.
There were still a great many things that he did not know about being a husband, or about being in a relationship in general.
He hoped that he would perform adequately, and the woman that he had chosen to be with would never want for anything.
'Speaking of women...'
Indra silently slipped out of bed and pulled on his black and red kimono.
Afterwards, he shrank his body down into a small black rat with beady red eyes.
Scampering towards his bedroom door, he squeezed his body underneath it and appeared out of the other side.
There, he found two girls within the hallway, sleeping with their heads resting against the door.
He actually noticed them quite a long time ago, but had decided never to act on his discovery until this very moment.
Lucia's nipples were still hard and could be seen through her dress, meanwhile Keran had a thin line of drool spilling from her lips.
'Little perverts.. I hope that you enjoyed the show at least.'
He wasn't exactly sure how much they had heard from their place outside, but he knew based on Lucia's body condition that they had at least heard Enyo moaning.
Without waking the girls, he carried them both to their rooms and closed the door without lingering to ogle them any further.
Once they were back inside and resting properly, he silently treaded downstairs and found Vermeil sleeping on the couch.
But... she wasn't sleeping in a normal position.
Her dress had been pulled up so that her panties were exposed, and her hand was nestled comfortably within them.
A quick sniff of the air told him that she wasn't doing anything dirty, just sleeping in an awkward position like some kind of drunk old man.
No matter what, he vowed that he would never let her live this down once she woke up.
Turning his attention away from the sleeping Vermeil, he peered out the window to the world outside.
Things were still quiet and dark, but a faint light was beginning to come over the horizon to signify the approach of morning.
Before he knew what he was doing, he'd opened the door and stepped outside into the cold, crisp air.
As he walked along the dewey grass, his clothes changed into his tactical outfit, and his hair became tied above his head.
There was a small dock on the lake in front of Lucia's cabin, and he silently treaded onto the wooden planks before sitting crosslegged on the ground.
With everyone else asleep and the world around him quiet, Indra could think of no better time or scenario to progress in his cultivation.
It was too bad that he was not back inside his old castle and immersed within total darkness, but as they say, beggars cannot be choosers.
Closing his eyes, he slowed his breathing to the point that there was hardly any air coming into his lungs at all, and he began to extract qi from the environment around him.
Upon trying to pull it into his core, he noticed an alarming change within his body.
Right next to his electrical element, there was an entirely new one nestled within his core.
'Gravity…'
Indra easily recognized the cold touch of space that came with this new element, although where it came from was still a mystery.
Or maybe it wasn't?
Once again Indra recalled the time where he drank from Vermeil, and the pieces of the puzzle started to connect.
This was clearly what he had taken from her when they arrived yesterday.
He wondered if she still had the element herself or if he had robbed her of it completely.
If he did, the most respectful thing to do would be to give it back, right?
'.... But I want to play with it first.'
In a rare display of childishness that he would apologize for later, Indra concentrated on the new element inside himself.
As he'd been taught by Enyo, he used the element of gravity as a catalyst in the hopes of creating some kind of grand spectacle.
His body became covered in a starry purple energy, and a strange occurrence happened in the world around him.
Creak!
'Oh?'
Without opening his eyes or breaking his concentration, Indra knew exactly what had just happened.
Accidentally, it seemed like he had multiplied the gravity around him.
The water was showing signs of disturbance, the boardwalk he was sitting on was struggling under the added burden, and even his own body was feeling an increased strain from this action.
'Sorry, Vermeil... I may not be able to give this back..!' he thought excitedly.
He had only done one simple thing with the element of gravity, but already he was attached to it.
Combat uses aside, if he progressed this talent further he could use it to forge his body!
Through repeated strain and burden placed on oneself, they can make their flesh and bones tougher, enhancing their physical strength and durability by miles.
If used properly, even a first level mortal realm cultivator can have a body comparable to someone on the second level of the beast realm.
Indra already had criminally unfair healing, but what if he had insane durability to go with it?
Even in a trance, Indra could not suppress the small fanged smile that spread across his lips as he thought of what he could become.