078 Supreme Power

I drew forth Invictus from my dimensional pocket.

Every time I did this I would always be left in awe. It's glory and splendor had no rival now or ever. The beauty and power that was the entire weapon had no equal and so because of that, Phinn too was captivated in its majesty.

A lot of thoughts had passed through my head regarding how I should go about this. How much power should reveal? I had a quick back and forth and arrived too easily at my conclusion. 

I didn't care. 

This was something I would have to get used to.

Persecution and never ending fights. 

Because this was to be my reality for at least a year or until I get my soul back, I needed to get used to it. If ever I feel that my enemies are starting to plan better and counter me more appropriately then all that needs to happen is that I need more abilities and creativity.

To find new ways to fight. That much I can do.