The Gaze

Dahla healed Adam, but it didn't improve his situation in any way. Damien had turned his left arm and leg into a bloody mess in an instant, and Adam didn't know what he had to do to prevent it from happening again.

'Hmm... If I understand correctly, our physical capabilities are now at the same level, so... this difference in strength is only due to the gap in our mastery? Fuck... That's not good at all...' Adam pondered, realizing that he was actually weaker than he thought.

The defeats against Plague Reaper in that strange space were just further proof that 1 vs. 1, he was unable to defeat someone strong.

But... What did Damien think about that?

He came here because he was curious to watch Adam's development. This young man interested him because he thought that in the future, Adam could become a Second Rank Phantom.

Damien glanced at his hand, clutching the black rod tightly.