If he had to describe it, it was like a muscle-to-mind connection one might feel while lifting weights, but more ethereal in a sense.
He wasn't sensing a muscle but rather a type of ability.
He could clearly feel the limits of Strength, as though he could pinpoint the exact amount of weight he could pick up down to the gram.
That wasn't all; he could see the Strength stat in a way he never had before. He could feel how it related to Speed, how it made maximizing Dexterity harder, how it synergized with Constitution to become more effective.
These things were more clear to him in this brief instant than they had ever been when he used Madness Control. In that brief instant, even without the Skill, he felt that his control over his body was on an entirely different level…
And then it vanished.
That magical feeling fluttered away from him like wisps of air and plumes of smoke. It somehow felt both close and so far away, almost addictive in a way.
