Only one thought was running through my head at this moment. 0

Crazy. I can’t believe it actually worked.0

The art of using my will to strike an enemy had occurred to me during my fight against Saboden. Despite trying my best to recreate it afterward, I hadn’t managed to. At best, I had clumsily imitated the movement, but not the intent.0

At the time, I had wondered whether I needed real combat, a situation where I was under pressure. Deep down, I hadn’t believed I could reproduce the strike.0

I suppose I have always learned best during actual combat.0

This all but proved that training had never suited me as well as exchanging blows and the threat of death.0

I wonder if that is true for everyone as well.1

In any case, I had stepped into a new realm of mastery. Now I could perform that mind-cut not just once, but several times. I didn’t know what to call it yet, but that hardly mattered. I curbed my delight and replayed the last couple of moments. 0

While submerged in rubble, I had severed Eternal Feast’s arm and reentered his Banquet Hall to pursue him. I attacked him again, but he had already withdrawn to a safe distance.0

Rather than press, I focused on...0