"That was dope," Adrian couldn't stop muttering to himself as he sat inside the Time Chamber.
Last night, he had mimicked the technique he saw the moment he grabbed the handle. He didn't know who the original wielder was, or how he was able to copy the technique so easily. But one thing was certain—using that weapon allowed him to strike with overwhelming force.
He hadn't run out of mana, nor was he physically exhausted enough to collapse.
"So that's why Valor was so eager to help me. Maybe with this, I can actually become a better swordsman." It was like part of his third plan falling into place.
Still, he wasn't completely sure he could pull off that attack again. But… there was hope.
"Alright, focus," he told himself as he turned back to the notes he had written.
There was nothing new left to read about the fourth thread. He already understood what needed to be done to bind someone's physical body to their armament.
