"By the way, what's the largest size you can transform into?"

Ogre moved swiftly through the forest, the night being the perfect time for his enhanced vision to shine.

"About the size of two average adult males," the shadow demon patiently replied.@@novelbin@@

Its soul crystal could only control that much of a body; any more would be impossible.

Unless it wanted to reproduce, it would store an excess of bodies, waiting in the immobile shells for the power of fear to gather and form another pure soul crystal.

"However, since my soul crystal is under your control, the range of bodies I can manipulate might be even smaller..." the shadow demon truthfully admitted.

Restoring a shadow demon's body could be both easy and difficult; as long as it wasn't completely destroyed, there was a chance for recovery—by dragging the life shell, whose soul had completely dissipated, into the shadow realm, the environment would mend their broken bodies.

The assimilated shadow bodies could also serve as temporary armor—if the shadow demon wasn't too eager to directly replace Ogre's body, it could still fight a few more rounds with him.

Of course, the shadow demon's armor (the host body) couldn't be too decayed, or it would lose its protective function.

Moreover, the shadow energy produced by decaying bodies would be pitifully little.

That's why the shadow demon demanded the body be intact—energy is conserved.

"How long will it take you to recover to your peak?" Ogre asked again, as this was quite important.

"Fully... it would take at least a human week, but to recover to a combat-ready state, just three days. The rest of the body can stay in the shadow realm to recover slowly."

The shadow demon tried its best to demonstrate its value, worried that it would be destroyed if it lost its usefulness.

"That's acceptable."

With Ogre's response, the shadow demon felt relieved.

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