After claiming the first dungeon, Sage moved through the wilderness with an unusual, sharpened awareness, as if the world had been peeled open to reveal its hidden veins.
The air was noticeably colder than in the city, and the trees lining the road stood like silent sentinels, their branches leaning inward as if listening to the rhythm of his footsteps.
A projected map from the system hovered faintly in his vision, an invisible compass guiding him away from the newly claimed portal platform and deeper into the outskirts where his next destination awaited.
The three moons hung high in the sky, seemingly watching over him as he navigated the terrain.
He felt invigorated, his body brimming with energy. He knew he owed this burst of vitality to Mana Liquid; without it, he would have been forced to stop due to his earlier injuries.
Delaying now could mean trouble, time was not a luxury for him. Thankfully, that Mana Liquid had healed his wounds and replenished his mana pool.
