Gears

'Alright, I'll be training for a bit,' Max said to Blob as he entered his Dimension of Time.

A gentle hum enveloped him as the familiar white world unfolded, vast and boundless. 

Everything here was pristine, untouched, silent. 

Relaxation washed over him, melting away the tension he felt from the outside world.

Max took a deep breath, steadying his mind. 

He had three things he wanted to train specifically before his decisive battle with Evan.

Two were techniques. 

The third was the mysterious Void Cloak skill from the Black Lotus guild, still a complete unknown to him.

The Ten Hands of Lightning God was the first technique he intended to perfect. 

The second was the profound Voidborne Edge: Sevenfold Sword Technique, a sword art that demanded absolute precision and finesse.

Max believed deeply that if his mastery over these two reached a satisfactory level—