Chương 551: 8.14.3 This place sucks.

It's been a while since I enjoyed the seas. 

My current form was that of a seagull, while my core was that of a wooden Idol that my old friend Malidi once sealed me in. However, with his departure and some further understanding of runes and such, this idol had become an important tool for me. 

"But it's draining." The idol was capable of isolating me from outside influence, a sort of protection considering how weak I used to be in the early days. 

This constrained wooden idol always made me feel suffocated and made it so that it was harder for me to enjoy the surrounding signs. Increasing my hatred for it. 

But in comes Lord Emotion and his little bits of trickery, I had long understood that it won't be long before my fall at his hands.