Kyle sent the Elemental further east while focusing on his own Spirit. His illusory body had been hitting the black anchor for about 2,000 years, and the anchor was beginning to warp and shake. It could break any minute.
'2,000 years to advance inside the Domain Realm. Sure enough, that's neither fast nor slow. No wonder nobody talked about how long advancing takes,' he thought as he watched his illusory body.
Kyle looked at his Spirit. 'It's just that my way of advancing has been different. The white anchor and the white chain are already broken. In a way, I'm susceptible to Spirit Attacks while not having access to the powers of my Spirit. Luckily, none of the Demons can attack Spirits.'
'I wonder how it feels to advance inside the Domain Realm. The last time it happened, I wasn't fully there.'
Time passed as Kyle watched his Spirit. The anchor shook more and more.
CRK!
Then, the first crack appeared in the chain.
CRK! CRK! CRK!
