Somewhere in the underground system of the wasteland the primal world had become, Orion sat cross legged in complete darkness within a random, spacious cave.
Thanks to his Phoenix blood and blood force, he'd managed to heal in a few days as he came back again, ready to keep cultivating and ascend to new heights.
"Orion."
"Yes?" He said, his eyes slowly opening within the darkness as a strange form of authority emanated from his being.
He still hadn't managed to understand why his newly formed spear intent was so special but he had a few ideas.
"Why are you rushing? This time don't answer with a joke, sassy comment or try to deflect. I want a real answer."
Though Vulkron's tone was calm and even, the power behind it would've been enough to push a dragon into submission.
