After going through and sorting all the information once more, Melchior decided to practice for a while, using his new abilities. They were easy to get a hold of, and he could already think of dozens of applications for them.
At this point, he'd already spent a little more than two hours in the space.
"Should I leave now? I'd completely forgotten about the time dilation when I told Solina earlier,"
There was practically nothing that he was doing here again. He'd familiarized himself with his new abilities, but even then it was a little difficult to put a finger on them.
Tempest Summon operated on similar principles to Flood Tide, so he'd gotten the hang of it in a little less than ten minutes. However, Dark Hand was much different. He didn't have much success with that one yet.
All that had happened was dark blots of energy appearing all over his arm. There was nothing to corrode within the Fallen Angel Space.
