Steam coiled in lazy spirals above the surface of the Sanguis Bath as Damien sank in slowly, breath hissing through his teeth as the heat and herbs soaked into his skin. The water was dense—not just with minerals and mana, but with intention. Every drop carried weight. Old knowledge. Something buried in tradition and alchemy so deep it had become ritual.
His muscles unclenched, the soreness bleeding away in slow spirals. But just as he closed his eyes—
Ding.
A familiar sound. Not loud. Not intrusive. Just that subtle, glinting echo behind the back of his thoughts.
[System Notification]
Analyzing host body…
Recent exposure to high-stress awakening protocols detected.
Compatibility confirmed.
Passive Skill [Physique of Resistance] has absorbed experiential data.
[Attributes Updated]
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▶ Strength: 10 (1.5)
▶ Agility: 10 (1.5)
▶ Endurance: 10 (1.5)
▶ Will: ??
▶ Intelligence: ??
▶ Charm: 10
▶ Luck: 9
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