Before the horde reached Aito, he created some more space between them, dug the road for ammunition, seizing a rock that could barely fit in one hand.
Since there was a single targeted item, he was certain to be able to apply all his skills with precision.
—Active Skill: Lv4 Durability—
—Active Skill: Lv3 Weight Control x8—
Aito flung the rock. Like a cannonball, it butchered hobs in a straight line, finishing its course by embedding itself into a wall.
'Amazing…,' he thought, running dozens of meters away before easily jumping on a nearby rooftop. If that was the kind of strength Ascenders had, he did not imagine what Awakeneds could do. Or maybe not all of them had that kind of strength? Who knew?
With his stamina temporarily at level 4 and mana at level 5, he barely felt fatigued from what appeared to be a warm-up exercise to him—not the Gwen kind of warm-up, though.
