The healers gazed intently at the figure before them, a presence that stirred a sense of familiarity they couldn't quite place.
Rumors of his exploits were legend, whispered in hushed tones among adventurers and healers alike.
A man who tore through Rank 1 missions with the ease of a hot blade slicing through butter, his strength was the subject of awe and speculation.
By their estimations, his power had long transcended the boundaries of the King realm, ascending into uncharted heights.
There he stood, unwavering and unyielding.
His piercing black eyes held an inscrutable depth, a stark contrast to his coal-black hair and unremarkable, average face.
Yet it was his physique that commanded attention, divine in its perfection, each sinew a testament to untold power, a frame that seemed to belong to a god rather than the man it adorned.
