The chamber hummed with power, the pulse of the dungeon core beneath my hands sending ripples through the air. The mana surrounding it was thick, swirling in intricate patterns that even a seasoned mage would struggle to understand. But for me, it was simple—like reading an old, familiar book. The patterns, the flow of energy, the way it was all interconnected, were clear. My [Comprehension] skill made it easy to dismantle the core carefully, with a precision that ensured its integrity for later use.
I glanced at the clone beside me. He mirrored my every move, his focus as sharp as mine. Together, we worked in perfect unison, dismantling the core piece by piece. The energy was intense, but it didn't faze us. The cold efficiency of our minds made the task smooth, effortless.
