Sitting down on top of his bed, Logan closed his eyes and put his full focus on his undead affinity.
'I still don't know what the weird feeling was,' he thought, frowning as he looked at the undead mana mass swirling in front of him.
For a moment, a green wisp flickered within his black mana mass, barely visible before it disappeared again.
Logan narrowed his eyes, but the wisp had already vanished.
Continuing his cultivation, nothing seemed to be off.
'Strange,' he thought, opening his eyes again.
Shaking it off, he stood up and went to his private training room.
''It's been some time since I've last been here,'' he muttered, grabbing one of the training glaives from the weapon rack.
Swinging it around him a few times, Logan put it back down.
'That's not why I came here,' he thought, shaking his head.
He pulled out the Flaming Body manual, flipping to the second stage of the technique.
'I didn't have the time to learn it before the duel. But now I do.'
