MC's POV
My body hovered in the sky as waves of mental energy rippled outward from me.
On the ground, a dragon was pinned beneath a massive wook.
"Having a divine tool is helpful... but I hope that kid shows up soon. Either I defeat him, or I'll need to release him—this mental energy expenditure is getting too high."
I wasn't using my divine weapon to hurt him or knock him unconscious. I was merely keeping him restrained, which required a steady outflow of energy to ensure he stayed contained. I relied solely on my mental power, intending to strengthen my internal reserves and increase my Soul Energy.
Thankfully, Iron Fist arrived shortly.
Immortal!"
When I saw him approaching, I smiled and sent him a telepathic message:
'I'll leave him to you.'
