"What do you think of my shot against her now?" he asked after completing the twelfth drop of Radiant Aether. These days his body was sizzling with power, even though for most of the day he couldn't feel much of it, on account of him being terribly stressed through the process of absorbing the transcendent-grade elixir, or through fights with Karim and Ovium.
His master had left him no room to rejuvenate, as though masochism was the only way to power. Well, her way was working so far, so he hadn't voiced out much in the way of complaints. His body had been adapting to all the changes, going beyond natural orders.
The Void Vanquishing Physique currently stood at 73%; he had made a lot of progress in the short couple of weeks, but even that was slowing down as his physique was adapting to it. Thankfully, he probably wouldn't have to worry about it; his little Master would probably find something to torture—no, train him.