Noah rolled his shoulder once, letting the faint residual sparks fade from his fingertips completely.
"It makes sense…" he muttered quietly.
After all, he was no longer an Adept Magus.
He was a Core Magus (mid) now.
A mutated-grade mana beast falling in a single properly timed attack wasn't surprising when viewed from that perspective.
Still, he didn't let himself get too complacent.
Mana beasts weren't randomly categorized. They were graded systematically based on mana density, intelligence, physical capability, and threat level.
There were seven grades in total, which were, Common, Mutated, Advanced, High, Superior, Disaster, and lastly Calamity.
Each step representing a massive leap in danger.
Common-grade beasts weren't dramatically different from normal animals. They were creatures that had absorbed small traces of ambient mana over time, resulting in minor mutations. Slightly tougher hide. Slightly sharper instincts. Slightly enhanced physical attributes.
