"Peak of [Gold 2]?"
Cael stared at his hands, still trembling slightly from the ordeal.
"What the heck just happened?"
His breath had calmed, but his mind had not.
Questions raced through his thoughts, colliding and scattering like startled birds.
"Where did that mana wave come from?"
For a terrifying moment, he had thought he might explode.
If he had not used Time Deceleration to buy himself breathing room, the outcome could have been very different.
If he had continued to let the mana pour into his body unchecked, he might have reached [Gold 3] or even [Platinum 1].
That was, if he succeeded. If he failed, he would have died.
But he was familiar with the Mana Strengthening Body Technique's circulation. Seraphina had circulated his mana almost every day for the past three months.
The rhythm was etched into his muscles, his channels, his very soul.
So, as soon as he realized he had become a [Gold] ranker, he had acted. He had circulated his mana without hesitation.
