WHO!?
Cold sweat broke out from Divano's forehead and started to drench his back.
The winter north wind whistled through the night and made the armed priest shudder.
It was cold and scary.
As an armed priest, Dvano had quite the confidence in his own strength.
Even if he would resolve it with hand-to-hand combat, he had the confidence to easily take out at least 10 fully armed soldiers without the 'remnant' that he wore on his wrist.
Had he used the 'remnant' on his wrist?
The numbers would go up at least 10 times or more.
Up until his level, he wasn't just crudely using the raw abilities from the 'remnant' anymore, he had learned its ways and adapted to its powers.
The 'remnant' had started to empower his body.
Unlike abilities that provided instant results, this kind of empowerment was a lot slower, but basically had no side effects, so he didn't need to replenish his 'remnant'.
