Lisa went closer to Murai and his unhinged hope to seek more out of her head. She knew he had every right to be like that, and for another moment, she was genuinely serious.
Glaring at him without flashing a smile, folded-up arms around her chest assured her decisiveness and stance.
“An evolution, huh?” she asked. “You want to consider something... so complex and unnecessary right now?”
“Unnecessary? You mentioned something interesting that I might get out of this Gate. If not important, then what is it?” Murai didn't believe not knowing about it was a good thing.
“As a whole, it is unnecessary worry. As a bit, I might add some voice, but what hurts if it doesn't concern you right now? You just got out of your head and near the End, and you hope to get another evolution done? Even when you have no clue how they work? That isn't right, considering you barely even started to fight like a proper Anatidae. Do you want to start another problem figuring out changes and issues of your mana or body? No? Because that is what evolution would give.”
“Nah! That isn't a problem.” Murai almost slapped her lofty face, and his anger reached the limit. The way she was talking to him like this was hateful. The way she looked at him pissed him more. “Knowledge doesn't hurt a soul. That is a saying I tend to follow, and you should etch it to your head. I am not asking you to form a bloody evolution for me or give it some head. I ask about their concept, work, or how they operate, and what Influences are.”
“Then why care about what doesn't matter? It doesn't need a revelation when it concerns your body.”
“That doesn't seem right.” Murai shook his head. “It does concern me from a practical standpoint. My future.”
“Sounds stupid,” Lorry stated beside them, thinking he was part of this conversation but he wasn't. Lisa gave him a cold look that sent shivers and something else down his skull. “Or... clever?”
“Listen...” she turned back to Murai. “I acknowledge the necessary knowledge and information matters. For that sake, I will keep it short. Evolution is an important piece to beasts or those who prefer this style of power. Battleworld allows them, and they might take Paths in the equation, but not necessary. You have none, and probably won't have time for any Path, let alone an evolution.”
“Why?”
“Why?” Lisa chuckled. “Looking at you is answer enough. Let's give evolution a nudge. They need 3 choices, but one may omit one to find new choices. In the end, only one matters, so finding that choice is what one wants. There are heights and lows in them, and requirements. The best ones require a greater degree of growth. Those are known as limiters. That Aquantis might be a fairly normal evolution choice, so it isn't really that strong or tough to take on. Would you take it?”
“Why are you asking that right now?”
“Answers it.”
“Not before knowing other choices. As you said, there might be greater ones later, but where does the growth end?.”
“That is the norm and an excellent question.” She nodded and appeared like a satisfied teacher. “It depends on what kind of power you want to wield, what is possible for you, or what you might like. Evolution is a variable that totally changes someone's perspective. Finding them is what changes beasts from simple animals.”
Murai nodded, appearing surprisingly docile and silent, while Lisa went surprisingly deeper into her explanation than he thought.
“Frankly, you have too much to do with your core right now, and any sense of magic is a potent way to land a Path or evolution. Anatidaes have major magical options, causing their evolutions to be wild and various. They may be too universal, but countless Paths are there for you to take, while evolutions may take them into account, or vice-versa. Pathways are massive, but I suppose you know that already. Paths ought to be something finite and nice. Something that flows along some Pathway, and the world shall acknowledge that.”
“Hm? I don't care about Paths right now. Got hang of many long ago.” Murai reasoned, which Lisa accepted with a slight smile. “And you left a bunch of things behind... as expected of your usual explanations.”
“Evolution is something you should take into account.” She said.
“Why would I do that?”
“You have your soul and body to care for. They support or could be key to a Path.”
“That... sounds kind of reasonable. Now, TELL me what is up with those Influences! Speak.”
“I am not running around a bush. There are just words to tell, explanations to give, and time to work with them.” She shook her head as if he was stupid. “Evolution takes steps, requirements, opportunities, and acknowledgments in many layers. They all are part of this damned world that wants your head! And it certainly doesn't give you much. Normally, choices happen frequently, with many being refused. Will of the Battleworld should be there to help you, but... It doesn't happen at all. Watching you is enough to warrant it, or Encounter is why? Rules and deep-rooted problems concern you, or give you no chances? What to think of that?” Lisa wondered and didn't know the answer to that herself.
Murai was just a messed up troublemaker in her head, and Will of the Battleworld wasn't doing the usual sources of acts.
“Battleworld again?” Murai found her questions surprising, since he got plenty of things already from it, even before the evolution. Should he have gotten something way better than that, or was the talk about evolution different from abilities? What was she talking about right now? Specific or flexible powers that influenced the choices or some options? If evolution had various grades and requirements, then taking the time to choose sounded far too important.
Why give poor choices?
Murai found that kind of lackluster, but he was forgetting about the norm. Evolutions were there for all beasts, races, and species of all kinds. More explanations or powers meant something for talented individuals, which Lisa mentioned before this questionable rant. Dynamically shaping changes were part of it. Better exposition of his abilities, levels, attributes, and strength of his species as well.
“Yes. Yes. Battleworld is lacking. At least in the regular terms of common sense that I know, right?” She turned to Lorry who pretended he wasn't there.
Murai thought nothing less or great, so he asked again what she meant.
“Listen... Murai.” Lisa glared at his eyes. “Possibilities are endless across the Skies, or at the bottom pit of nonexistent hells. I hope this temple changes that, since Mindarch is defacto.... similar thing, that grants such possibilities. You heard him, right?”
“More than well but out loud like a fool.”
“That is secondary, or completely irrelevant. Your issues are mine as well, yet I am not even understanding a speck of what I wish for. Evolution isn't that by the way. They form what Paths ought to be long ago, but they have different visions at this age. In this world, they work in terms of levels, attributes, and all kinds of limitations to your species. Those could mean affinity thresholds or abilities, or you may find something great that can help or achieve an evolution. Those are the Influence Items.” She said and went silent to add a dramatic touch.
“Go on.” He added.
“They are Bloodline Treasures. Influences in specifics are quite a valuable and great way to choose an evolution or influence that one fateful choice. Their worth is great, as you might get. It is a two-way treasured chance, that doesn't require accomplishment, or meeting the questionable appearance like evolution choices do. One still had to take them into consideration, as influences still need a good body and attributes. A whole lot of evolutions are based on Bloodline-related powers. You've already got that idea in as Panacea. Got it? That is the gist of Infulance Items. Nothing more for now.”
“Yes!” Murai cheered as if she had given him the gold. “Did it hurt to keep it in your mouth for so long?”
“W-what?” Lisa gave him a confused look. “Are you satisfied with this much? That is... surprising.”
“Better clearer knowledge than forcing it all out of your damned head.” He cheered and turned back to Lorry. “Influences, huh? Fine, you damned skull. Cheer up and guide us, Guide.”
Lorry didn't cheer himself up. The moment he glanced back at them, the space shook, and a pressuring force spread to Murai's soul.
Speaking of wolf and wolf around the corner, the Will of the Battleworld commenced the start of Gate 2, instead of Mindrach, which was an act that Lorry found disturbing and Lisa confusing.
This should be Mindarch's backyard since it came from the previous temple, but there were always variables at play when Blessed challenged this temple.
[Congratulations on the success of Gate 1, dear Citizen]
[Rewards have been granted within our and Mindarch's verification, our acknowledgment. Your decision to continue is also recommended, hence Gate 2 is before your eyes]
[As for this Gate, it's unlike the one already behind you. There are thousands of Islands in the depth of this cave, filled with...] The Will of the Battleworld basically explained the same thing that Lisa said, leaving Murai complaining why he had to hear the same thing twice, and why he couldn't skip this damned voice speaking into his soul. But again, why Lisa was even taking the Will of the Battleworld to her own mouth?
[...The points at the end of Gate 2 can be used as a source to buy out Influence Items, depending on performance and Tiers. Your species and recommendations shall be given afterward, as you are a beast going through the domain of Hell Haven. There are also other things, such as your own accomplishments during the incoming fights. Levels, attributes, and improvements of all kinds shall be taken into consideration. Mindarch and Will of the Battleworld shall be witness to that]
However, there were still some interesting things that Lisa left out, leaving Murai in a good mood when the voice continued. It revealed that Lisa truly didn't talk to her full capacity.
[For now, let's leave the end of this being the end. You are before the first choice of your Island, and a Guide shall be guiding you throughout the Islands all the way to the potential end. There are no shortcuts, as 100 Islands shall be a distinct challenge with special flavors and unique opportunities to seek Challanger's might]
[It isn't up to a Guide to influence the fight, nor is it up to us. But there are definitely ways the fight will happen due the external and curious factors. You are choosing your path of Islands and upon entry to the fixed starting Island, you shall meet the enemies of various choices, unique settings, and fighting sequences in every following success. Tiers are there to provide an answer to how well you fought, alongside a higher multiplier to your points]
[Upon each completion you will gain access to the interesting and desirable Island choices. They can intersect, flow like a maze, go up or down, or sideways to many distances. Sometimes, the journey to the other island can also be met with certain problems, so be careful of the choices you take, as there are 100 Islands, with 100 paths between them]
[As for the motivation in terms of the Battleworld, and what shall be given, there are varying degrees of rewards, depending on your progression of Tiers, and the Grades of enemies. For that to be something great and meaningful, it is advised to do your best, so no disappointments shall be forgotten]
Then, the voice swiftly stopped, the pressure disappeared, and the world turned back to normal.
In Murai's soul, nothing pretty much changed. He started to take those voices much better, the further he felt them. He didn't even quiver.
“Hmm... This isn't so bad in terms of meaningful voices. It's quite direct as I see that, albeit it didn't give anything substantial in return.”
“It was just a confirmation to get started,” Lisa argued. “Nothing fancy like a world to give.”
“And I am not questioning it, nor its shackles or what it does, unlike you.” he fired back, creating sparks between him and her.
“You should question it more. It touches on your life, soul, and body.”
“And you should keep talking. Nothing good comes out of your closed mouth.”
“Says a duck who can't even handle a sword. Oh, and a beak that can't even speak! Hah!” Lisa laughed, finding it more than laughable and causing Murai to stomp the ground and watch the scenery as if it were a painting.
He took a deep breath, thinking that he was surrounded by lunatics. Nothing new, as far as he knew. “How nice. How nice. It's similar to any kind of labyrinth, filled with all kinds of filth, loot, paths, and secrets. I like this, unlike a named ghost that hunts my life.”
This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.
This humongous cave was kilometers wide, with various heights at the sides, but at the bottom of it, he didn't care for what it was like. The deep water hid unknown things, but it was more like an underground lake. There was some mist around its surface, creating a weird and mysterious atmosphere.
The pillars stood in their spots, not moving, while the mist wasn't so thick. Most Islands were visible and present like many trees rising from the soil, giving this place a unique aura of adventure.
Murai did appreciate it, so he decided on a long-awaited experiment.
He pushed forth his Mana Sonar, feeling the surrounding air, the quality of mana, and its range. For the first time in forever, trying to feel the mana in an open place felt great. Barren and narrow hallways were limiting for sure, but he evolved his Mana Detection not long ago, so he hadn't gotten around to testing anything major with it. Beak's Blitz was the same thing, but that one shall wait for proper targets.
Mental pressure arose all over his soul, mana, and mind. Like a push of wind, Mana Sonar surged out of his head, appearing thin like an invisible sound. He felt the rocks, both Lorry and Lisa beside him with closed eyes, and an aura of mana around. Everything went around him, creating a mental map as he stood over this whole hill.
Sonar gushes out in all directions, and where this Sonar passed, mana quivered, sending information back to his mind under a breath. The distance was much larger than he anticipated, similar to how harsh and spiritually demanding it felt.
In terms of numbers, it was at least 10 times more demanding on mana and his mind than Detection, but its range and quality were worth the stress and costs. His mana wasn't terrible, and this ability didn't seem to stress his core all that much. It worked surprisingly well in fact. Perhaps too well.
He was at the center, and Sonar went about 120 meters all around him, pushing at a decent long-range radius if there was a place for that. That was about 240 meters in diameter, where everything was under his inner eyes, or so he wanted to call it like.
It was very mental, similar to an aura of mana that winced like flames under his mind. Almost everything reacted to his Sonar, allowing a clear vision of this hill to enter his mind.
It was actually kind of impressive in range. Even for his standards that were very often way out of the line.
After all, he knew his Beast Core was yet to be in a steady flow. When it would be, he didn't know. For now, it was in a beginning form in his body, while his soul, body, and mana slowly cycled to get used to one another. He considered it to be normal, as his soul was extraordinary, and this body wasn't necessarily up to it.
Everything took time to adjust, and he had to trust this process, or he could crack his head to force it to happen. He often did it in some nasty lives. That rocky life depended on him more than anything else.
No genius ever fell from the sky and became an emperor.
That was a quote from some life he probably forgot about. It must have been some medieval sort of world since it sounded laughable and not right. However, Murai knew there were all kinds of geniuses in many forms, thanks to the sources of power that could give them earlier or special starts. Talent and Bloodlines were exactly that, while this world was taking that too seriously thanks to its workings.
He wasn't one to touch such talents in most of his lives. He was much more than that to change it, as his imagination had no bounds and his mind fueled his body countless times. His body may not be his temple at this time, so things had to come in different waves. According to his judgment over the last Gate, Welcoming Party, and a week of handing his training, adjustments will take no more than a couple of months. Less, if this temple was as high as he hoped for.
Time was required to get cycling and mana-related techniques starting, and working with the Mana Core stages often required resources, rather than luck. Reaching a Revolving Core was his goal right now and it wasn't looking distant if his Core Defining Fusion technique will have enough essences.
He was barely holding his magic together for 10 days, so he didn't mind further training and waiting. He may have a time limit in his Encounter and its looming threat all over him, but that didn't negate his progression. That time limit can fuck off as far as he was concerned thanks to this temple.
Training and fighting in this place will be a massive help.
By calculations and his ideas, if he wanted to change his status quo, he could do so by a simple action: making the Beast Core higher at its Initialization Stage, but that could have some implications because of his unfamiliarity. He viewed it all as experiencing constant courses of experimenting, while his Artificial Cora was also included in this problem.
He could send its mana to his own core anytime he wanted, but it would be both dangerous and pitiful. It wasn't what he wanted to do at all.
He had full control over his Artifical Core, and sending its power to his Beast Core was unnecessary, albeit possible. The degree of its inner essence was simply too poor. It wouldn't do much, but push his Beast Core to the Middle Succes of Initialization Stage. It was a great idea from a quick power-gaining perspective since his magic would improve.
There were more uncertainties since he never had a Beast Core in his lives, and after he sacrificed so much care to cater to his Core Defining Fusion Technique, he wasn't willing to make any missteps. Its creation was already problematic enough to allow any second-guessing.
Core Defining Fusion was a unique technique under many core-related techniques. Each required a start and a finish, or continuous defining use of mana and working around the mana space. Murai had no need for shortcuts or a way to shorten its effects, so he let his Beast Core be where it was, by focusing everything on his Artifical Core.
It would weaken his potency and power since this was akin to storing things away without using them for profit. He had to think further down the line, so there was no point in touching his Artificial Core at all. His Beast Core should be enough and remain calm for the sake of this temple.
Hunting for essences wasn't ideal at this stage, but it certainly was the main attraction of countless Challengers, him included. Having a great farming method to get high-grade essences for nothing but a challenge sounded way too cheap to pass up. They didn't even have to spend a coin if they were powerful enough.
Thus, a lot of value was in this temple, its reputation, and the dangers involved weren't small.
Lisa felt what Murai was doing with his Sonar, figuring that his new addition wasn't bad.
Murai retracted his Mana Sonar after discovering his stabilized and furthest range. He may as well put his efforts towards one particular direction, but he was yet to be too familiar with the Mana Sonar in itself. Perhaps it won't even work like that because it wasn't Mana Detection. Sonars always worked in a radius and wider range.
“Wait... When I think of that. I am getting hungry.” Murai said just as his stomach growled in affirmation. He looked at the floating Lorry, appearing as if he wanted to take a piece of his bones. Thankfully, Lorry backed further above, making Murai's ideas to come into sudden halt.
“I think your enemies this time won't be like before. You thought of those Undead as nasty, right?” Lisa asked. “Their bones weren't nutrient, but old and dusty. Here in this Gate, you may meet all kinds of enemies. From undead, demons, devils, and other creatures. Beasts too, by the way. Eat those, grill them, and mash them to your stomach all you want. That will cost an essence, however.”
Murai turned to her and stepped very close to her. “What about humans?”
“They are here too. Almost anything is. This temple is large, contracted, and directed by one of the Hell Havens itself. No wonder you can meet a unique life form on each Island. But perhaps you won't. It depends on the Mindarch or... Battleworld?” Lisa questioned herself. “In fact, why was Mindarch yet to speak this time around? Is he shy?” She turned to Lorry who once again pretended he wasn't even there.
“What are humans doing here?“ Murai asked and changed her attention.
“Ehm. Ehm.” Lorry jumped between them. “Lorry thinks it's better for Lorry to explain things that are due to. Will of the Battleworld also thinks the same thing. They recognize me! Isn't that great? Hm?” He glanced at Lisa more at Murai, hoping or expecting a slap to his bony cheek.
Lisa sighed, letting Lorry take the lead, which ended up somewhat disappointing him.
“As a Guide, it is given that you should speak more sense.” She guessed.
Lory winced his teeth, floating right past the cliff to be in front of the series of pillars, that looked like a monstrous forest. The platforms were thick; pillars tall. Some poor soul named them islands. This sort of naming scheme was indeed extremely poor, and Murai couldn't come up with something worse than that.
All of them went from the bottom of the lake, resembling a tree trunk, and others were made from wood alone, metals, or various other materials.
At the end, there was a flat piece of platform in each of them. Some were rectangular, others were circles, stormy, and unknown in appearance. Their diameters and lengths varied way too much to make sense of what went on around the platforms. The further they went, the more unique and harder to discern they became.
That's just how Murai had seen it with his eyes, but not his Sonar. He didn't reach them with it. He was far away from the ones he was seeing. He was yet to seek the whole picture.
“Gate 2 nicknamed Islands of Greatness for a reason..” Lorry proclaimed and wanted to sing a song or say it better.
“...” Murai was a step away from diving into the lake or trying his beak on his skull.
Lorry noticed the awkward silence. “Ehm... Well, Gate 2 has the following start: Murai chooses what Murai wants. It is in that direction.” Lorry turned his gaze behind the cliff. After them was a portal which they traveled from, at the open space, flowing in dark colors of black. Around it, down the hill were pathways of stairs leading down to unknown depths, as opposed to the cliff.
There were some rocky mountains around the portal and part of this mountainous hill acted as a single mass of ground in this cave. It was a thick and big mash of rocks protruding from the bottom of the lake or part of the wall. The portal wasn't big, but not like the size even mattered. As long as one fit inside of one, it was enough. Murai was the prime example of that rule.
Each path beside the portal went through the mountains, circling down toward the beginning of this gate that was at the bottom of this rocky mountain. There were no different sections of starting islands. There was a starting line that further branched out.
The end will always end up with 100 Islands, which was a huge number. From what Lisa understood, choosing a path or thinking twice about it didn't matter at all. But she wanted to force Lorry's explanation about Mindarch and this place.
He didn't give her that respect. “All paths lead to the starting Islands. Then, the flow of the maze of bridges between them acts as paths. It's almost random, as far as Lorry has to tell. Lisa is surely right not to advise which path to take, is Lorry right?”
This shut her up. There is almost no point in any advice.
“My choice, my pain. Great. Let's go take the easy route then. The path straight down, filled with no damned stairs!” Murai cheered and went straight down the path. It was a kind of narrow passage around the mountain pass, appearing like a tunnel, but beside him was an open cliff.
The wind wasn't strong here, so he had no worries about falling down. Even if it was, it was nothing to Murai, whose strength returned more than twice over the previous week.
Boosts did help him a lot more than he wished, and it certainly helped a ton more when he was full of hopes and powers he wanted.
Ever since the incident in that well, where he fell to his near End, he felt fear and anger toward any water. Every change to obliterate that evil well to oblivion was one step to his inner peace.
Reaching the end of the passage was a matter of minutes. It revealed another rocky hill and small cliffs that were further down this mountain. There was a section of the Islands right ahead, and they weren't as big. They were close, and unlike most Islands, Murai had seen from the previous cliff. They were small and not that impressive.
Most pillars had at least 30 to 40 meters of mass above the surface. Few had only a few meters above it. The path ended up on a plain, with nothing new in particular apart from the bridge of a single choice of an Island. Choices will happen further down the line, so he cursed the heavens for this damend world, hoping for some lack and good time.
Murai saw how these starting Islands connected to one another. Some had a vision of a simple string bridge, going straight to a platform not so far away. It was a straight journey forward, but some angered him to his bones. There were stairs in a vision of a bridge, ascending far into the skies, down, curing around, and in unexpected fashions.
“Fuck my legs! No way I want to ascend such stairs with these tiny legs. No way!” Murai quacked in no denial and decided to never take such an option.
Glancing at Lisa aside, she shrugged her arms as if aware of what Murai was curious about. Alas, choice and worries about the bridges were the least concern for most challengers.
Not for him, however.
“Take the wrong path and it may be great or worse,” Lisa said. “100 islands are a lot to take anyway. Many are interconnected, and who knows what enemies Mindarch will give you? The first few dozen aren't supposed to be that hard anyway, since you got stronger after the last Gate. Testing you is necessary. Tougher Islands in the second half is where the fun starts. Just deal and accomplish Satisfactory Tiers or above and you will be fine.”
“No one is mentioning the difficulty of those 100 Islands. The journey seems long.” Murai argued.
“It is. Some folks take days or weeks. I told it as you decided on this type of Gate 2. Other choices would be more open and not a bit worse. But in the end, you reap what you sow. Just fight and kill. Simple and easy. Your Beak can take it; magic too. You are meant to improve yourself a lot, so experiment and grow to your own benefit. For me... too, if you want to thank me for giving you this chance.”
Murai looked at her as if she were telling a joke. He will never be grateful to her. No way.
He went ahead, reaching the first island in the form of a wooden bridge. It wasn't the kind that was built well enough. It was basic, with the addition of ropes that secured it. It swayed in the wind the moment he stepped into it. Below was the water, creaks of wood sounded nervous, and he it was at least a few dozen meters above the water.
High altitudes weren't his forte and the water didn't look great either. The wind here was surprisingly strong too, so Murai cringed inside, remembering that paths between the Islands may not be the easiest for him at all. In fact, they may be his biggest obstacles, rather than the foes in these Islands.
In a bit of struggle over the swaying bridge, Murai came to a shivering wall of space, right before the platform itself. It enveloped the whole platform in a power known as a Space Cage. It kept any curious eyes from seeing what was inside. Not only that but any senses or abilities worked too.
“A privatized space.” Lorry introduced the Space Cage around the platform. “Murai can't see what sort of shape the enemy has outside of this place, or what setting is, but Murai can see what sort of environment is there. Roughly. It is flat, right? Every Island has this sort of thing, but fret not. There is still something to be told. The foe may be hidden, but its potential isn't. Murai can ask Lorry about the Tiers of the Islands and Lorry will answer that. As A Guide, it is what Lorry is here for.” he said, smugly smirking as if this was his proudest job.
“Very well, what is this then? If it's dogshit am I supposed to travel back on this clumsy bridge? This is a fairly bad system, let me tell you that.”
“Wh-what? Lorry... Why does Murai think so? It is quite well thought out by my Lady! It is excellent!” Lorry said in self-denial that was more than apparent in his voice.
“Nevermind... What is the difficulty then, or what can you even tell me?”
“Grade D difficulty, Level 23 foe. As for the ending Tier of your rewards, it depends on the ending marks of your fight. Understood?” Lorry quickly said, changing the topics so he wouldn't be bothered with coming up with answers.
“Grade D? It's... not that strong then?”
“What have you expected? Do you think this place wants to waste too much time or resources in looking at your readings and current or new power level?” Lisa asked. “Majority of your opponents will be redundant pieces from Hell Haven because of your low level. They will send fodder at you: Fools, slaves, or those who wish to move up the ladder in terms of their might and power. If they kill you, dreams and rewards are there for them. Some of them are thieves, murder hobos, and beings deemed unworthy of having any sort of slack. In this sense, it should be quite hectic. Those islands.”
Murai paused, glaring at this flickering space that he couldn't perceive at all. It was sturdy, following the affinity of space at a high grade. “That sounds more than reasonable, but wasn't I supposed to know my enemy? Lisa, you said it, or... Lorry did?”
“I wanted to ask that question myself.” Lisa smiled and looked at Lorry who laughed awkwardly.
“Lisa sees the truth. It is up to Mindarch, but Mindarch is silent. This is just a start. Lorry has no doubts Murai will kill this sort of Grade. Come on. Chop and peirce. Kill and walk!” He tried to hype Murai up, which succeeded since he didn't care who was before his face.
There were only essences in his eyes.
“Very well. Let me see how fast I can be over these 100 Islands.” Murai said and stepped beyond the shimmering space. His body disappeared from the spot, entering the space beyond, leaving Lorry and Lisa behind who didn't want to step into this place.
This was his time to shine, and Lisa didn't know how his fight would go. Lorry was no different either, but both of them were curious about the upcoming days in this Gate.