Raw INSANITY! (1)

A soul at the Incandescent Stage?

Skullius looked at Sila in the distance who was half buried in the snow, his chest rising up and down as he huffed in breaths while the body he inhabited rapidly regenerated, courtesy of [Great Saint's Invigoration].

Right...

Sila had said that before. This man was past, esteemed warrior.

Bek shook his head. 

"That was a pretty stupid thing to leave out. Nomatter, I'll just have to try harder. Getting a bit closer for a concentrated hit will do," the former Knight said as he refocused his attention on Sila.

The aged piece of soul was high in the clouds.

The attack just now was powerful but by utilising the utmost limit of the current strength of his Incandescent Stage soul, he had managed to resist getting destroyed in one blow!

It wasn't easy and even now, he could feel his soul quivering from the impact.