A cyclone of crimson raged around Grey, his veins pumping with strength he had never felt before.
In that instant, though he had never experienced it before, he knew exactly what was happening.
He was stepping into the Established Class.
'What the fuck?'
Grey didn't know if this was a good thing or not, it just kind of happened. There was so much energy flooding through his Frame it had no choice but to spill over into the next realm.
When he thought about it, he should have known. All six of the Abilities that made up the Frame had now made it to Level 10—scratch that, Level 11. If Level 10 was the limit of the Proving Class, then it only made sense that this would happen.
If Grey had experienced a normal breakthrough before, he would realize just how much of an anomaly this was. That was because this wasn't a normal breakthrough at all, instead, it was a Core Sync Breakthrough, the most perfect kind of breakthrough that was possible.
