With one tier 2 herb remaining and the precious tier 3 Flame Rose held in reserve, Ethan felt it.
The dam cracked.
Not the gradual erosion he'd expected, but an immediate eruption as accumulated pressure found its breaking point. Power erupted through his system like a river freed from constraint.
This is it.
The familiar sensation of rank advancement was magnified beyond previous experience. Every cell in his body resonated with transformation, barriers dissolving to allow new configurations of power.
I've reached gold rank. Finally.
The notification blazed across his awareness as Ethan's eyes brightened with triumph.
He stored both remaining herbs back in his storage ring, their power held in reserve for future necessity.
Then he felt it.
The world spirit.
Presence descended upon his consciousness like warm light.
[Congratulations on reaching Gold-Rank!]
