Retreat [2]

Somewhere in the Wild Continent, a golden palace emerged from the void and took rest on the earth below.

The palace was large on its own, but when placed in the mountain range where it currently found itself, it didn't look too magnificent at all.

Within his personal quarters, Damien sat quietly with his eyes closed. A white and black swirl of mana circled his body and pulsated, growing denser and purer with every passing second.

"Huu…"

Damien exhaled a light breath and opened his eyes.

'Samsara Intent is still difficult. Using it in battle has become smoother, but creating a moveset using Samsara Intent is more taxing than expected…'

Damien frowned. When he first started comprehending space, he used his sword as a medium to project his mana with ease. Using a medium to create a move set and comprehend a concept was far easier than doing so without one.

'However, I don't want to make a new sword art.'