*And if the wait of therapy was in itself therapy? *
Even in that apparently catastrophic moment Eric felt like joking.
The quote he paraphrased originally exchanged the term therapy with pleasure.
In fact, the experience providentially interrupted by the Stampede had less in common with pleasure than the Stampeded itself.
If the previous self-curative experiment only brought to light unnecessarily sensible topics and caused its fair share of discord, it could be said the exact opposite about the mass attack originated from Ouroboros.
In the least that was true for Eric's team.
Trying to make a domestic metaphor: if the monster attacking during a Stampede were cockroaches, the now defunct Demon Lord was a grizzly bear.
If the first case could be hopefully solved through pest control, in the last it was simpler to solve the situation literally detonating the house in which the previously nominated grizzly chose as its future den.
