Take Away

"I wonder how you'd react if you knew I was on the last legs of my life too… Hm? In a few hundred years, I won't be here anymore. And considering what my soul went through to make it back to your world, it won't last much longer than that either… I wonder. Will I see you before then?"

'Dammit! What kind of grand-teacher are you!?' Dyon huffed. His senses were still cut off so he couldn't even hear himself speak.

'Whatever. Step one is fix my meridians, I can't think of anything else right now.'

Dyon still felt like punching a wall though. He hadn't even gotten to ask how he could conquer the tower!

Sure, training was great and all. But, he still needed to get the Elves to the next universe over, and that would be a lot easier with this tower under their control.