Eryndor killed the armadimo with an Internal Fist to its head, before taking his bag and moving deeper.
Of course, he didn't forget to use Cognitive Scrying on the beast before killing it.
He could feel it. He was close.
Approximately twenty minutes later, his extended vision caught sight of another armadimo.
It was in the middle stage of Latent realm.
I might as well fight it.
All this time, Eryndor had been avoiding fighting strong beasts, because…why?
Because, if he could fight weaker beasts and still make progress, why would he take risks fighting strong beasts?
The tournament is coming, I should have at least some amount of combat experience.
Eryndor didn't know what the tournament would be about. Every year it was different.
Paulina had said that each power system would fight in a separate tournament, but when he looked up the information, in certain years when a special occasion took place, they would organize a single tournament with every power system in it.
