(Planet Vorthas, remote ocean, 180 miles from the nearest civilization)
While Leo and Veyr were still struggling to grasp the fundamentals of [Shapeshift], Dupravel had already managed to infiltrate Planet Vorthas by slipping through its weakest point in planetary defense — a vast, unguarded stretch of ocean in the middle of nowhere.
*Swim*
*Swim*
Cutting through the water in a steady southwest trajectory, Dupravel knew he would have to swim nonstop for at least two full days before he'd reach land. But the distance didn't bother him in the slightest.
"I've endured far worse," he muttered, his strokes unbroken as he sliced through the waves. "The only real nuisance is how heavy and slow everything feels now..."
His tone soured slightly as he glanced down at his limbs — once effortless, now sluggish.
"Being reduced to a mere Transcendent... I'd forgotten how limiting this tier feels."
