Erend stared at the floating notification for a few seconds longer than he needed to.
Only after the words fully settled into his mind did he finally let out a long heavy breath he had not realized he had been holding.
"We did it," he muttered.
The tension that had been coiled tight around his chest since they entered this level 60 finally loosened. As if responding to that release, another sensation washed through him.
Warmth surged from deep within his core and spread outward through his limbs. It was familiar. Power.
Erend's eyes narrowed slightly as more notifications appeared, stacking one after another. His level climbed, the numbers ticking upward without pause.
Along with it came the unmistakable feeling of Exp, or essence, flowing into his body. It was dense, refined, and potent, far heavier than what normal monster provided.
"So even just destroying a projection like that gives essence," he murmured. "That's good."
Very good.
