“Alright.” James pointed at the furious Morgott. “You said it yourself. One day, I’ll find your sealed main self and we’ll have a real showdown.”

With that said, he turned to Lesia. “He’s all yours now. I hope he can only become a part of the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell, and ideally, become a wall of my formation.”

“That’s a good idea,” Lesia chuckled. “Morgott, I’m invincible in the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell. So, you better behave, or I’ll scare you awake even when you’re asleep.”

Morgott cursed hysterically, but it was just the same few lines over and over, devoid of any culture.

“Master, you’re getting more and more cunning.” Lesia looked at James. “Even I can’t fathom your intentions now.”

“It’s just a spur-of-the-moment decision.” James smiled. “I just wanted to take a chance.”

“Do you know how dangerous it is?” Lesia rebuked. “Morgott isn’t boasting. His speed is the first among the myriad realms. Even though this is a spirit, it’s still the core spirit of him.”

“I bet on winning.