CHAPTER 815
While all this was going on, Grey remained seated on Noir's back with his legs crossed in a lotus-like position.
His eyes were closed in deep cultivation as he tried his absolute best to recover all the mana he had lost.
To power the massive magic circle from earlier, the ritual had drained his essence without leaving a single drop remaining in his core.
Even with his eyelids shut, he could still feel the chaotic battle raging around him.
With his heightened perception, it felt as though he could still see every corner of the battlefield and the various fights unfolding in real-time.
This awareness actually slowed his progress massively, as he became worried whenever his allies sustained a painful injury or received a heavy hit.
He would frequently open his eyes while contemplating whether to join the fray or remain still.
