Simply put, his original idea had come from his first encounter with Barry Danton in an alley in the Mushroom Kingdom, when he realized he lacked a way to deal with such a troublesome enemy. This spell suited that desire quite well. But his reflections on his own spells had begun even earlier. Learning about spell sequences and witnessing that red-skinned wizard's methods during his journey into the Abyss had prompted him to think more deeply about himself.
That meant exploring and expanding his own strengths, paving a path that belonged to him alone. That red-skinned wizard had been a perfect example.
If he had not had a long-eared friend by his side, he would not have made it through that day so easily.
The same was true of Ernites, whom he later encountered on Cyclops Island. All his abilities seemed to be built upon the gray mist that Bearers specialized in, but in reality, they revolved around his own strengths. Those flames imbued with the aura of souls and that battered Hand Lantern formed his unique burden object. They were his everything, the center around which his many abilities developed and evolved to form his own path. In the end, he had leaped dashingly onto his Skeleton Horse with a sunny smile, making Ruger dearly wish he could give him another beating. Unfortunately, a moment later, he had become a heap of mangled flesh.
The farther he traveled and the higher he climbed, the more he realized that the wizards at those heights no longer blindly learned a whole pile of spells. The smart approach was to delve deeply into something they excelled at, preferably something that was, to some extent, unique to them.
Ruger rubbed his thumb over the Demon Hunter Badge, made from an unusual material, that