Asura sat on his bed meditating, his mind focused on the changes in his monoliths. Since he reached the second stage, everything became harder to understand.
There was no longer an all-knowing voice to guide him.
'I don't know what will come after I reach the limit of Phase Two. However, I at least understand that each time I level up the monoliths. Each level boosts their effects and increases both my physical and magical while also improving my physique.'
He leaned back and noticed the soft footsteps from down the corridor.
'It seems Sigurd is finally coming.'
Asura wondered if they were rushing things at first but then realised she had already been waiting thousands of years for his previous incarnation. Thus, he didn't feel the need to make her wait longer.
Her movements were like her swordsmanship, elegant and agile as she reached his door in a few moments.
