The fight went on, but this time in George's advantage, the guardian weakened by his attacks simply could not face George head-on again, resulting into its defeat. As the Guardian crumbled on the ground, George once again absorbed the blood into the vial.
"This must be the end of this trial" George thought, excited about the moment he would return to his friends. These past experiences burned away at his existance. His reason of growing stronger, helping the greater masses into defeating the monsters and finding out why he had transmigrated into the current world seemed like a speck of dust inside a desert compared to his current feelings. The pain and solitude changed George thoughts.
But the trial was not over.
The blood in the chamber rose like a tide, engulfing George. The voice returned, chilling and merciless.
"To master this power, you must give everything. Surrender your blood, your essence, your very being."
