Chapter 47: Healed
A month went by in a flash.
Percy and Micky had grown a lot better at hunting the wasps, but today he didn’t care about that. Something else was going through his mind as he sat on his bed, gazing down at his soul.
‘It’s finally healed… well, sort of…’
It had stopped absorbing more mana, although it wasn’t back to 100% yet. The hole in his chest had mostly closed, but not completely, leaving a circular scar about the width of a strawberry right where the ethereal cord linked him to Micky.
‘I suppose this is as good as it’s going to get.’
It didn’t look like it would recover entirely, as a part of him still existed within the bird. Perhaps he could fix it by retrieving the missing piece or severing the connection – he wasn’t sure which – but he had no intention of doing either. Hopefully, this injury wouldn’t affect him too much when creating more clones. Especially since that was exactly what he was planning to do right now!
It was early in the morning, although Percy’s room was currently pitch black, as he had closed the curtains. The last thing he needed was somebody seeing what he intended to do today.
‘Micky, start hunting!’
‘CAW!’