Within Adam's spirit sea, the storm raged with intense fury. It still hadn't abated ever since Adam had used spiritual power to cast the spell.
Although there were no clouds or sun within the youth's spirit sea, strangely enough, the entire place had turned dark and gloomy.
Valerian had been flying around aimlessly in this ethereal space, trying to get out. But no matter what he tried, he just couldn't. Something was preventing him from doing so.
Why is this happening?!
Why can't I get out?!
The young dragon thought to himself in worry as he flapped his wings and flew around the place, glancing at the tempestuous waves down below.
After a long time, he flew toward the white lotus and slowly landed on it. As soon as his paws touched the white petals, his giant draconic body slowly transformed back to his cat form.
Who do you think he's witing the letter to?