The first time I stepped onto one of Liam's training platforms, the experience nearly overwhelmed me completely.
The moment my feet made contact with the carved stone, knowledge crashed into my consciousness like a tsunami of understanding. Not just information—actual experience, muscle memory, instinctive responses that belonged to someone who had spent decades mastering every aspect of combat and magical theory.
I staggered, barely maintaining my balance as Liam Kagu's memories flooded through my awareness. The sensation was indescribable—like suddenly having access to a lifetime of experiences that weren't my own, understanding techniques I'd never practiced, feeling the weight of decisions I'd never made.
"Arthur!" Seraphina's voice reached me through the torrent of inherited knowledge. "Are you alright?"
