Moon spent the next six hours out with Mirage, practicing his new skills on every beast he could find. At the same time, his spirit roamed within a kilometer of his position, hunting independently and feeding Moon a steady stream of lives, experience, and spiritual energy with every kill.
Moon kept the spirit close in proximity to avoid its death. He needed to be close enough to help it in case things went wrong, losing a spirit with S-Rank potential wasn't something he wanted to experience.
When Moon finally stopped and looked behind him, a smile crossed his face.
Ten beasts followed him.
Panpigs', boars, large felines, a variety of different beasts, all at the peak of 0-Star ranking. They moved in whatever direction Moon willed without hesitation.
"Ten loyal beasts at the peak of 0-Star. Not bad at all." Moon muttered. "They'll be very useful."
His curse worked on them.
