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/Later... Around ten days after Babylon ended.../
"Huff... Huff... Arg..."
'This is killing me... Slowly...'
Inside his room, Dale sat down with his legs crossed, rapidly moving mana around his body.
A small blue marble of light moved within his veins, flashing in and out of his skin as it moved rapidly, so fast it seemed as if his body was about to collapse, like a bomb about to ignite.
"Phew..."
But in the end, he endured the pain and breached his previous limits, and with a satisfied exhale, he stopped his training.
'Twenty rotations in a single second... It was only for a moment, but I got it.'
'Before returning to the past, I could do about ten consistently even in a fight, now, I can do about six, which is already far beyond what I could do at the same period in time.'
