Lyerin's gaze swept over the herd of Mana Beasts before him, with their eyes gleaming with anticipation.
These creatures, towering and imposing, had been with him through thick and thin, and now they were about to reach a new level of strength and ability. But then, he began to think of something.
Should he make them level up?
It seemed it wasn't needed for now, so he shook his head. He needed to focus on the real world, as that was the true danger lurks. Instead, he decided to consider leveling up something else.
He reached into his storage ring and pulled out a handful of special grasses, each blade shimmering with an otherworldly glow.
"Feast," Lyerin commanded, tossing the grasses into the air.
The beasts scrambled forward, their massive bodies jostling as they fought to get a taste of the magical flora.
