(Verc's POV)
"..."
I opened my eyes as soon as I regained consciousness.
The pain was gone... And my body... I felt completely fine like nothing had happened.
Though I do smell like shit because of the dried blood that clung onto me.
The dark, crusted fluid covered my clothes and skin, cracking and flaking off onto the stone floor as I shifted my weight. The stench of iron was thick in the room, but beneath that unpleasant mess, a strange, overwhelming sensation stirred within my core.
What I noticed the most was that I felt powerful. It feels like if I move too much or recklessly, I will accidentally destroy things.
My internal mana didn't just refill; it had expanded to an absurd degree, buzzing beneath my skin like a tightly coiled spring.
Every small movement felt unusually light, yet packed with a terrifying amount of force!
