Meeting a few friends, back to Illa

There was a tall man that was about six to seven feet in height, and towered above most people. He wore a hat that had a raven that looked like it was about to fly, with its beak opened wide towards the side, stiff as if frozen in time. His whole body had black dots scattered all over, and from time to time it squirmed as if alive.

"Thanks to that little demon, I was able to reach the seventh level."

The tall man mumbled to himself as he kept his hand held over Dorother.

Golden light kept flowing from her whole body into his hand.

"Such a harvest. I wonder which place this brat originally came from?"

As he took away Dorother's source energy, the seven orbs around him glowed.

The process took about a while, and about after an hour, Dorother's lips started to pale. The man's brows furrowed and he lowered his hand. The scattered black dots throughout his whole body squirmed continuously.