Everchanging
In the current state of the battle, it seemed like my connection with Kuzunoha had weakened once again.
There was also a small amount of interference from her arcane bullshitery. Either that she was currently focusing on subduing this unrelenting Qliphoth Object, or she was actually being challenged by the Drowned Revenant himself, like some sort of being embroidered in a two ways hacking-war.
"Gah~!" A rather disturbing moan slipped my tongue after my body got healed after being split into two. "Heh, at least I'm both immortal and still regenerating."
Either way, it had been 6 hours since I was fighting the Drowned Revenant directly under his domain—in real time, of course.
If I was talking about the amount of hours I personally felt and spent, it had probably reached more than two digits—thanks to the weird time dilation and corruption that exist in this plane of existence.