"Wyvern No.2"
Liam named and tossed the newly forged one right into the battle.
Naturally, his soul was once again slightly injured from the forging though much less than what had happened the first time around but this was exactly what Liam wanted. Only when injured he could heal it.
And only when he healed it, he could feel the connection to his own soul the strongest.
Inhaling all the souls around him, Liam commanded what he needed and felt the intangible entity that was inside him, his own soul. It was like a miasma that eluded him and yet it spread across him, covering every inch of him.
Liam did not try to push it. He simply grabbed onto this faint feeling and absorbed the soul essence from the other souls and made this miasma stronger.
