Looking at Little Skeleton, who had several broken bones but was still flailing about and waving his Bone Blade, Han Shuo felt a moment of melancholy. All along, he had never regarded Little Skeleton as merely an ordinary Dark Creature that fought for him.
Ever since Han Shuo first learned Necromancy and summoned this small skeleton, he had become an indispensable companion. Before he learned to fight, Little Skeleton had freed Han Shuo from tedious chores, helping him take out the rubbish and clean.
By the time Han Shuo used his Demonic Cultivation Art to refine him anew, their relationship had become more than a simple bond between summoner and summoned creature. Later, whenever Han Shuo faced danger, Little Skeleton played an important role in helping him escape it.
But only now did Han Shuo realize that Little Skeleton truly seemed to share a wondrous connection with him. Han Shuo had never known what he experienced or did in that other dimension, nor had he tried to find out. Had Han Shuo not calmed his mind and focused this time, he might not have heard Little Skeleton's cries for help. Perhaps, if he had missed this summons, Little Skeleton would already have ceased to exist in the Otherworld.
As Han Shuo thought about this, guilt naturally welled up in his heart. But his Necromancy had not reached a high enough level, leaving him unable to understand just what the world Little Skeleton inhabited was like. He did not know whether, besides the Dark Creatures summoned through Necromancy, there were other unknown beings there.
Of course, traveling directly from this plane to that dimension was even further beyond Han Shuo's current abilities.
As Han Shuo closed his eyes and tried to communicate with Little Skeleton, he suddenly noticed that Little Skeleton