Travelling through shadows was always a strange experience. Even though it was near instantaneous, Arthur always experienced a slight delay while in the shadow realm. As heightened as his senses were right now with his elevated stats, that delay felt even longer. Arthur saw more. For the first time, he was able to see the shadow realm in greater detail—a place of darkness and silence, and at the edge of his vision, twisting masses of pitch black that seemed almost alive.Before he could focus on anything, Arthur was thrust back into the real world, about a metre away from where he’d intended to land. He’d been aiming for the joints at the base of the Wyvern’s wings, but it made sense that such a powerful creature had defences against teleportation-type skills. At least it had defences against skills from someone like him. Arthur, however, had a little trick up his sleeve.Maybe Wyvern could stop his skill, but could it do the same to Wovan, an Ender class entity? Arthur mentally communicated his orders, even as he thrust his spear forward. His Soul Splinter didn’t fail to meet his expectations. A purple-blue portal appeared in front of his spear, its mirror forming a fifth of a metre above the Wyvern’s wing joint. Arthur’s thrust was picture perfect. Had Issania seen it, she’d have had nothing bad to say. It was to his great surprise, then, that his attack did such little damage. Instead of a piercing flesh and crunching bone like he’d expected, Arthur’s spear penetrated a half inch into the Wyvern’s body before abruptly coming to a stop. Arthur then learned exactly what a mirror affinity was. Fifty percent of the damage Arthur had managed to inflict was reflected back at him, still tinged with the exact same affinities contained in his strike. For the first time, Arthur learned what it meant to take damage from his soul spear. Arthur was about four times more durable than the Wyvern. The attack that pierced scale and flesh when reflected (...)