With the cries of the dead rising to the heavens, I began to walk towards the sky. Without the Heavenly Beast Tamer Title giving me the nature of the Moon Fox, I was not able to rise to the sky as easily as before.
Then the weight of the dead was being added to my body, and so, the fact that I was standing meant I was burning a ridiculous amount of Anima to keep me upright.
If I were an Adept, then I would not be able to bear this cost, but as an Arcanist, I could hold this cost without breaking.
However, as the Title took from me, so also did they give. Storm Bearer was creating a storm overhead, and I was the one who could hold this storm. I had the memories of the Hollow Avatar, and I knew how it could harness the lightning and make it a part of my body.
So, I did the same thing here. The gathering storm cloud above had stretched for more than ten thousand meters, and every second or so, it was adding a hundred meters to its circumference.
