Parallel Thoughts

"Haiz, what am I going to do with the two of you?" Albion sighed before he softly muttered with a wry expression, "Cuteness is justice, huh?"

The wolf-girls quickly sprung to life once again after getting their bodies regulated with Albion's innate energy. 

"Thank you, Master. Fenriri is saved."

"Mm, mm. Flying is pure torture!" 

A glimmer of lingering fear could be seen in Fenrira's eyes. 

The severe motion sickness was so unpleasant that given a choice, she would never board another spacecraft and experience it for a second time.

Albion smiled lightly. 

He wondered if motion sickness was inherent in the entire Iceborn Wolf Tribe or if the two wolf-girls were just an exception.

Nevertheless, it was just a passing thought. 

'Every time I practice the Ashura Empyrean Arts, my soul receives slight improvements but not much. The Innate Realm only allows me to practice the third stage of Ashura Empyrean Arts,' Albion mused.