A few minutes later, Kaein finally calmed down. His breathing steadied, and his eyes gradually closed as he drifted into a deep, restless sleep.
His long, disheveled hair cascaded over his shoulders, with several strands floating on the surface of the spiritual bath. Wisps of spiritual mist rose from the water, but despite the peaceful surroundings, an expression of terror remained etched upon his face, as though even in his sleep, he could not escape his nightmares.
Although his cultivation was gradually recovering, his physical strength had been completely depleted. He would have to rebuild his physical foundation from scratch, a process that would require considerable time and resources.
Unlike Grey, Kaein was not a body cultivator. Grey's physical strength alone could rival that of other cultivators, even without spirit energy or offensive spells. His body was a weapon in its own right.
