Fisher, worried about the singing camel, quickly walked toward where he remembered tying it up, but to be honest, Fisher wasn't sure if it was still alive.
Not to mention whether it could survive his frenzied destructive power during his advancement, the devastation of the nearby forest was evident; even if it was lucky enough to survive, Fisher didn't know what to do after four days without food or water.
This was indeed an oversight on Fisher's part, a mistake he was honest enough to admit.
According to his original plan, the advancement should not have taken so long, and indeed it went as he predicted, except for an unexpected mishap.
The mishap, or rather the true difficulty of this body and soul unity, lay precisely in his grotesquely magnified soul.
