Soren remained in that dazed state for a long while, suspended in a void of pure realization. Within this enlightenment, his mana, which was already pure and steady, began to undergo a fundamental transformation. The energy grew denser and more crystalline as it resonated with a new rhythm. His senses, especially perception, improved drastically.
Soren felt as if he had shed an invisible skin, advancing leaps and bounds in a single moment of clarity. This was a qualitative leap that left him feeling fundamentally different, as if his very soul had been tempered in a forge.
When the world finally rushed back, he exhaled a long, slow breath.
The air leaving his lungs carried a faint, silver luminescence.
He looked toward the shimmering silhouette and bowed deeply, his movements now imbued with a new, grounded grace.
"Thank you, Senior. For the guidance."
