The lightning around the Thunder God coalesced into an amorphous shape.
After his last crushing defeat at the hands of a mysterious entity, he naturally thought to imitate his opponent, hoping to uncover the secret to their immense power.
After all, recuperating was a boring affair. He had to seize any opportunity to improve himself.
One month wasn't a long time for the Thunder God. In fact, it was incredibly short. After all, he had no mortal lifespan to worry about.
Consequently, his perception of time's passage was not so acute.
'It's still not working. This amorphous form is completely unsuitable for me; it only suits him.'
'If I just blindly imitate him, I'll never be able to surpass him.' The Thunder God quickly reverted to his original, lightning-like form.
However, he condensed it to a mere one hundred meters in size, rather than his previously colossal form.
'I don't know his origins, but I have to stick to my own path of growth.'
