Dividing Sin
Ryu slowly lowered his blade, looking toward the black robed man. The latter had already landed on his feet, his smile still there.
'The gap is pretty big, huh?'
Though he had this thought, Ryu didn't really seem to be very panicked. However, his deductions were spot on, that much he was certain of. By this point, he had already assimilated over 600 Golden Protector Spirits, and by his estimations, this young man hadn't taken in even a hundred.
Of course, it was also the case that the more spirits you absorbed of the same rank, the less obvious the benefits. But even so, the fact he had taken Ryu's strike so easily meant that at their base strengths, the gap was quite large.