C482 Guthrie Vs Gauwalt!

An hour had passed within the Void Territory.

Perched atop a towering stone pillar that rose over thirty feet into the air, Symas, clad in a loose-fitting black training outfit, sat cross-legged in meditation.

An hour earlier, he had ingested a tempering potion given to him by Channing.

The results were nothing short of remarkable.

It had thoroughly refined his skeletal structure and flesh