Zera's voice cut through the haze, calm but analytical.
[You've overfed yourself. The Mana from the bear was too much for your body to handle, so it's releasing the excess. At least now you know the advantages and costs of this... interesting skill.]
Seth doubled over, panting as the last of the flare subsided.
He wiped his forehead, feeling drained yet strangely invigorated at the same time.
"Well," he said, straightening up,
"that's one way to clean up a mess."
[Or to make one, depending on how much Mana you lose next time,] Zera quipped dryly.
Seth grimaced but couldn't argue.
This skill, whatever it was, had incredible potential, but it came with risks he would need to understand better.
"What do you think?" He asked Zera
Seth stood amidst the aftermath of his battle with the monstrous bear.
His body trembled, not from fear but from the lingering adrenaline that still coursed through his veins.
