For Max, though, leading them through this deadly labyrinth was almost effortless. His Three Dimensional Body was fully active, an unseen web of perception reaching out in every direction like invisible radar, painting a vivid map in his mind of every rock, every shifting storm cloud, every creature lurking behind jagged ridges of scorched stone or hidden beneath ash-choked foliage.
His eyes seemed distant, yet they glimmered with constant calculation as he steered the group away from hidden threats long before they could materialize into danger.
When his senses picked up monstrous auras—beasts whose power peaked at the very top of the Champion Rank or who radiated terrifying fluctuations in their cores—he simply veered their path without a word, guiding the team along alternate routes that might wind longer through the terrain but kept them safe from battles they couldn't hope to win.
