Sylas looked down at his hands, feeling that a great deal had changed about him—and yet, nothing at all.
The concept of a higher Race Grade just felt so… odd to him. After progressing to E-Grade, the change had been quite substantial, but it wasn't easily reflected in any way one might expect. Now, it was more of the same.
His stats felt like they hadn't changed at all, but his power…
He flicked a finger, and there seemed to be a snap in the air. His body thrummed like a well-oiled engine, everything about him working in unison to grant him power he couldn't have imagined before.
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[Name: Sylas Grimblade]
[Species: Human Simioid (D)]
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It was truly an intoxicating power, but along with it…
Runes began to swirl around Sylas en masse, forming meshes of energy around him—layering in such deep and complex forms that it almost didn't feel like he was summoning Runes at all, but instead a different sort of armor.
The world was just so… obedient.
