Death Arch!
Standing before it while sporting a deep-seated gaze was Wally, his breaths long and slow. His muscles constantly twitched, producing thunderclaps as they were fighting against the Transcendent influence plaguing his body.
As his muscles compressed, moulded, and blasted into nothing the Transcendent influence, Wally felt his presence gradually climb higher and higher. However, once it reached its zenith, he purposefully stopped.
His ears twitched as he turned around to stare at the figure of Zhya who had appeared a dozen kilometres away. In patience, he waited until the latter was in earshot, "Can the leader of the Quip Clan afford to go on trips?"
"This takes precedence," Zhya said as her eyes trailed across Wally's figure, from head to toe, as soon, her lips curled up ever so faintly, "You're there."
"You've reached it."
