Leonhardt stood.
Slowly.
There was no pain now—only the eerie sense that his body no longer obeyed physics normally. His limbs moved too smoothly. His weight distribution had changed, balance sharper, centre of gravity adjusted by instinct.
He rolled his shoulders, cracking his bones once, then aligned with a subtle click.
His senses stretched far beyond the room. He could hear the succubi whispering three floors down. Goblins in the training yard, their feet pounding against the dirt. Even Zafira's voice murmured in her sleep behind locked doors.
His lips parted slightly.
"Too much."
The words tasted different now, much clearer and smoother. His voice had depth, a refined tone laced with something inherently inhuman. Every breath felt like it was pulling mana directly from the air.
The system flickered again.
[Mana Efficiency: +60%]
[Physical Capacity Increased]
[All Core Traits Integrated]
[Bloodline Potential: 72% Unlocked]
And still it wasn't done.
