About Damn Time

Four Kilometres away from the mountain, Virala peeked out in his Mystic Ewworm form and observed the peak of the mountain behave like a fluid as Brangara crawled out.

His expression brimmed with frustration, having failed to capture Gannala. But other than that, it also shone with excitement, 'What has that fucker become enlightened about now?'

Virala observed for a mere three seconds before retreating deeper into the ground, unwilling to fuck around and find out. If there was one capability that he had polished, it was about sensing danger to his being. And now, he was feeling that sense of danger steadily climbing up.

He was no longer as confident as a few minutes ago when he was fighting Brangara in hand-to-hand combat. 'His growth potential is insane. The more we fight him prematurely with limited preparations, the more we fuel his growth.'