Rion stood at the heart of the crater, and the spear rested on his shoulder.
'I had to use one tenth of my aura to do that,' he mumbled in thought as his gaze swept across deeper parts of the purple fog forest, and more kareths came into his vision.
His lips fell into a frown, and he mumbled, "How is it able to control them so efficiently?"
For the past few months, he had searched the periphery for as many kareth as possible, and even then, he had never found this many of them.
The kareth lord had to be either five-horned or six-horned, but he didn't believe that level of strength was enough to control so many of them and that too so efficiently...
He shook his head away from those thoughts and breathed, "I should focus on lowering the number of three-horned or above."
His expression turned serious as he searched for more three-horned kareths, but much to his surprise, there were none of them.
Confusion dampened his face, and he muttered, "This wave is weaker than before?"
