Lassim stepped to the edge of the East Grove, his halberd returned to his inner heart world, and the stormy nature of his spiritual pressure being lessened on purpose by his own efforts. He'd noticed that the change in mindset made his spiritual pressure constantly have that stormy nature and urge to absorb the surrounding storm, gathering it around himself. He had to purposefully control this to prevent it from happening, but he didn't mind the change. It was equally as effortless as restraining the divine presence his mana naturally exuded when he fully released his cultivation, and he'd gotten quite good at that since first returning from the Drow lands nearly 3 years ago now.
With a faint exhale, Lassim looked toward the distant silhouette of Skybound Village that appeared in his Spirit Sense.
"Let's head back," he murmured.