270 Impending Disaster

'H-How long do I need to persist?' Gerude Eagle watched in a daze at the horde of Cogent Phrenics before him. Their numbers didn't seem to dwindle. On the contrary, they seemed to have increased.

'Are they being attracted from the other Rings too?' He grabbed hold of a rope-shaped Cogent Phrenics, tugging at it with force. Attacked to its ends were two discs, sporting the shape of a beast's maw.

The two discs hacked at him, trying to damage him. His wings shielded him from harm, also managing to absorb some experience fragments from the attackers. Though, he didn't try to absorb the experience fragments, leaving them to linger around his wings.

Every movement expended part of his Will. He would turn into a statue the moment it was fully expended. After that, his ego would be gradually eroded, unless his experience fragments weren't gobbled up first.