Rael had swallowed the Crimson Lotus Aether Elixir, and the change was impossible to miss.
During the spar, every strike carried more weight, every step seemed sharper, his stamina stretching far beyond what they'd known of him before.
Even his frame had begun to shift, his muscles more defined, his movements carrying a vigor that spoke of newfound strength.
Arden silently acknowledging the growth, while Nyra, who had once hesitated, now felt her doubts melt away, her eagerness burning to match the path Rael had stepped onto.
Rael was still grinning and flexing his arms when Arden nudged Nyra with his elbow.
"Your turn."
Nyra had already pulled out her bottle. "I didn't need you to tell me." She uncorked it with a soft pop and drank it down in one tilt.
Rael smirked. "Careful. You might choke if you rush like that."
