"What is that sun?" Atticus's tone was sharp. At his current strength, he could go days, months even, without needing food or water.
He mostly ate out of leisure, and because Anastasia wouldn't tolerate him skipping meals. He had no choice but to eat regularly.
But now, after just one night, he was hungry? Something was definitely wrong.
The spirit nodded in approval, seemingly pleased that Atticus hadn't wasted time addressing the obvious.
"This sun is called the Hunger Sun," the spirit explained, its tone serious. "It accelerates your body's metabolic and respiratory systems, forcing your body to expend energy at an extreme rate. This makes you feel hunger and thirst far faster than normal. Even with your mana augmentation, it tricks your body into behaving as if it's been deprived of sustenance for weeks. The longer you're under it, the worse it becomes."
Atticus frowned. 'How bothersome.'
