[You are executing the blueprint flawlessly, kid!] Crul's voice resounded inside his fractured consciousness, roaring over the internal tempest. [Your physical vessel is adapting. Your spiritual channels are aggressively absorbing the residual friction, baking them to become ten times more solid than before! The longer you can hold this line, the greater your structural returns will be once the circuit fully settles!]
But the relentless, agonizing pain did not subside for a single fraction of a second.
