Hanging Out With White Cloud

When Abel took out the 5 bottles of purple Soul Potions, White Cloud already knew it was for him. Since White Cloud had gotten more clever, he knew ability increasing potions were rare and important. Black Wind, who constantly followed around its owner, had a jealous look on its face.

White Cloud opened its mouth out wide, and Abel poured the soul potions down its throat one by one. He wouldn't do this for Black Wind, but since White Cloud was an official soul beast, after drinking 3 bottles last time, it should be able to handle 5 bottles this time. If he gave it too little, maybe the effect would be a waste.

After the purple potion entered its throat, a weird wave engulfed its body. Its giant body began to vibrate, and every single strand of feather from head to tail began to glow in white. Luckily it was day time. Otherwise, it would attract too much attention.