Dullorak had said that, in truth, Atlas could do almost anything inside the Void Core just as he could in the real world. The only limitation was that he could not summon his equipment or weapons there.
Even so, Atlas should still be able to fight at full capacity, using all of his skills and every element he possessed. He had many tools to face whatever demon existed within the Void Core.
Still, it was incredibly irritating and traumatic. Truly traumatic. Every time Atlas entered the Void Core to face that demon, he felt the same sensation again. As if his soul was being torn apart and dragged away. More than once, those sensations even followed him into his dreams.
It was a brutally direct assault on his soul.
Once again, Atlas found himself inside the dark chamber, standing atop the massive magic circle platform. It was the ritual site, the same place as before. This time, the moonlight shining down was slightly brighter.
"Khi! Khi! Khi!"
