It had been 3 days ago, since Peter became a Lich.
He didn't exactly know what that meant for him yet. He had eaten a couple of mini-bosses. His wind elemental mana was a very good investment on his part.
Sure, he still used the slimes to grind points for him, but he was determined. The sooner he killed the Father of Monsters, the sooner he could become one with Asmodeos again.
And now, as he was observing the gnomes before him, gnomes in a cell, he was just thankful that Asmodeos was not with him. It was going to be his great secret; his greatest crime.
He looked at the one gnome and then opened its cage.
The small shifter gnome tried to turn into a cat and bite him, but Peter had better reflexes. With a snap of his finger, the soul was separated from the body.
He caught the cat's soul as if it were a juggling ball.