Warmth.
That was the first thing Alex felt as he floated in a hazy realm between consciousness and sleep.
A gentle heat wrapped around his battered body like a mother's embrace. He tried to open his eyes, but they felt like they had weights attached.
"Ugh... my everything hurts..." he mumbled.
His voice came out like a wheeze. Every muscle ached. His bones felt like they had been used as drumsticks in a goblin rock concert.
He had vague memories of fighting an armored monster, screaming his lungs out, and collapsing like a ragdoll.
Slowly, his eyes fluttered open.
He was lying on a soft bed made of shimmering blue energy in a serene chamber.
Warm ambient light glowed from the walls, and a pleasant scent like lavender mixed with mana filled the air.
"Where...?"
DING!
A soft chime echoed, followed by the familiar voice of the trial system.
> Congratulations, Alex Dragonheart. You have cleared the Third Trial: Trial of Will and Agility.
> As a reward, you have received the following skills:
> [Unyielding Will (D) – Growth Type] (Passive) – Your sheer determination allows you to resist mental and physical fatigue beyond normal limits. Effects increase with Willpower.
> [Phantom Shift (D) – Growth Type] (Active) – A high-speed movement technique that allows the user to momentarily accelerate beyond normal speed, creating an afterimage.
Duration: 10 minutes
Cooldown: 30 minutes
> You are granted one day to recover and prepare before the Final Trial begins.
Alex blinked, then grinned weakly.
"One day, huh... could've given me a week, you stingy old relic."
He groaned and sat up slowly, stretching his limbs.
CRACK.
"AH, OW, OKAY–maybe not stretch that hard!"
His body protested every movement, but after a few minutes and some light meditation, the pain dulled.
Titan's Resilience was doing its job. He stood up on shaky legs and took in the chamber. It was peaceful, almost unnaturally so.
Time to check these new skills.
First, he activated his passive.
Unyielding Will.
There wasn't a flashy effect, but he immediately noticed the difference. His mind cleared.
The mental fog from exhaustion lifted, and the aching in his limbs faded to a manageable throb.
"Huh... It's like having three espressos without the heart attack."
Next, he focused on his agility skill. He took a stance, then whispered:
"Phantom Shift!"
BOOM.
The world blurred around him, and in a blink, he was on the other side of the chamber. An afterimage of himself still lingered where he stood a moment before.
"Holy–!" he shouted, skidding into a wall and bouncing off it.
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