Karl paused to catch his breath, and to shake the blood off of him.
It might not stick to his barrier, but it was everywhere after dealing with the hellhounds, and now that the mob was beginning to thin, he had time to do more planning instead of just attacking the next thing trying to eat him.
There were patches in the hellhound offensive now, and the number of archers that were supporting them had dropped dramatically.
The Kobolds were no match for Rae.
For a few seconds, Karl considered the options as he absorbed some of the excess life and soul energy from his weapons. It might not be the direct growth that it provided at the Mortal Ranks, but the amount that he could use was vastly increased, and all he had to do was adapt it to what he wanted his Immortal Spirit to be, and it would stack on his own power.
It wasn't yet a passive growth ability, but he was working on getting it there.
