As the night stretched on, Damien sat in silence within his quarters, his hand resting on the large pile of mid-grade Primal Stones he had won previously in the battle arena. The power within them hummed, resonating with the primal energy swirling inside his body. This time, he was determined to push himself further.
With a deep breath, he began the process, absorbing the stone's energy faster than before. His body ached, and his muscles tensed under the pressure of the energy coursing through him, but he kept going. Hours passed, and the pile of stones dwindled slowly. By the time the first rays of dawn broke through the window, he had absorbed twice as much energy as the previous night, over 300 mid-grade Primal Stones.
