Continuing his journey, Argon walks through the vast graveyard of bones, each step echoing in the eerie stillness. The terrain shifts slightly as he moves, the bones forming a chaotic labyrinth that twists and turns unpredictably. Every now and then, he catches a glimpse of movement in his peripheral vision—beasts lurking, observing, but not daring to attack.
The presence of these beasts, from Soul Strengthening to Soul-Body Converging, even the formidable Heaven's Gate beasts, is palpable. They are intelligent, aware of the power that Argon possesses, even though he suppresses and hides his bloodline, but he leaks his dragon might a little, because he is tired of these lowly beast attacking him. Their restraint speaks volumes about the respect—or perhaps fear.
Argon murmurs to himself, "These beasts are definitely smarter than the ones I encountered earlier. They're calculating, biding their time."
