[UNORTHODOX FANG: 99% → 100%]
[MASTERY ACHIEVED]
[NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: Lightning Fang]
Something clicked in my mind.
Not gradually. All at once.
Images flooded my consciousness, movements I'd never practiced but suddenly knew.
Knowledge seeped through like water finding cracks, filling gaps I hadn't known existed.
The sword in my hand felt different. Not heavier or lighter.
Just... right.
Like it had always belonged there and I was only now realizing it.
I moved without conscious thought, my body responding to instincts that were newly formed.
The remaining wolves lunged as one.
I met them.
Oathstorm flowed through forms that were Unorthodox Fang but evolved, sharper, cleaner, each strike leading perfectly into the next like a river finding its course.
Lightning arced not just along the blade but from it, extending my reach, turning single strikes into chains of electrical devastation that jumped between targets.
The last wolf tried to retreat.
