113: Build to Last- Part 1

Liam stood over the fading remains of an Abyssal Wraith, watching as its dark, misty form dissipated into nothingness. His breathing was steady, his body reacting smoothly to each attack he had thrown. It was a noticeable difference from when he first started training.

Just a few weeks ago, prolonged fights would have left him aching and drained.

But now? Nothing.

His body was keeping up with him.

"So, this is what proper training does." 

He mused, flexing his fingers as the remnants of his magic flickered away.

It was satisfying. The way his muscles obeyed without delay, how his magic flowed through him with precision. He had spent so long hiding his strength, but here, in the dungeon, there was no reason to hold back.

[EXP gained.]

The familiar notification flashed in his mind, signaling another step in his growth.