One Year of Peace.

It didn't take Felix long before he got accustomed to his new environment and improved his lightning manipulation in addition to mastering new abilities and even restarting his training on the advanced ability, lightning transmutation.

Years gone and before long a couple of decades were concluded...Meanwhile, barely a few months passed on the outside and the war was still in its preparation stage as neither party seemed interested in making the first move anytime soon.

While Felix was seeing an insane level of improvement in his lightning manipulation, the same couldn't be said about Noah.

"You are nearing your body's limitation and it will be getting harder and harder for you to get stronger just by a little."

Fenrir shared with an indifferent tone as he eyed his student who was huffing with great difficulty while lying on the ground in his werewolf form.

"..." Noah remained quiet and kept staring at the starry sky.