After the battle, Martin hovered midair in silence, letting the ash settle behind him as his breathing returned to normal.
He turned his focus inward, and in a flash of light, his personal status manifested before his eyes a layered cascade of energy, code, symbols, and divine glyphs only he could see.
Power values.
Core stability.
Regeneration rate.
Aura resistance.
Skill Enhancement.
All of it surged higher than before.
His eyes scanned the readouts. The numbers were more than satisfactory.
"I grew a lot during these last times."
The words came out as both an observation and a quiet confession.
His hands still trembled slightly, not from exhaustion but from the sheer rush of power now coursing through his limbs.
He closed his fists slowly and smiled.
"I believe, in no time, I will be leaving the level of Atmosphere soon enough."
It wasn't arrogance.
Martin knew what he was.
