Soon, everyone got to work. Damian took the opportunity to copy the runic circles for the giant water hands. The black chain was already conjured, so no runic circle was available for that.
This task would test his limits. Small beasts and monsters were manageable; he could surround their entire bodies with his mana threads. But this? A giant monster? Even if he managed to envelop its huge chest, Damian would only have a few minutes before his mana was exhausted. There wouldn't be much time for a contest of will over the monster's core.
Damian was weaker than the emperor-ranked monster, so resistance was inevitable. But if the others could intimidate the creature into submission, it might not care whose mana infiltrated its body.
"Okay, kid, what now?" asked the lady knight, Brightshield, once everyone had left the room.
