Late at night, Adrian could be seen sitting on the ground, inside the forest, his eyes closed as he tried to concentrate.
Ever since he had 'died' he has started to feel something different about his magical capabilities.
In the past, the mana inside and around him felt like a blanket, a comforter. Something he could use, he could wrap around himself and when it becomes too warm, he gets uncomfortable.
But now, it feels different—more comfortable and friendly.
Magical energy channeled in his body like blood, natural and fluent like a water stream
It felt better, smoother.
There was no constant struggle to use the mana he had efficiently so that it wouldn't be exhausted instantly.
He can now manipulate it better, channel it so that he can enhance his strength in any part of the body he wants.
