The skill's description matched what I had felt during the fight, lining up almost too perfectly with the way my abilities had started responding on their own, as if something deeper had taken over where conscious activation used to sit.
What I understood now was simple, but the implications weren't.
Even with class skills, I wasn't completely bound by the system's structure. If I pushed, experimented, and forced my abilities into situations they weren't meant for, I could trigger something new—something that didn't come from leveling or rewards, but from adaptation itself.
That opened a different path to power.
One that didn't rely on waiting.
Still, as impressive as [Sovereign Flow] was, it wasn't the most valuable thing I had walked away with from that fight.
It was the garnets.
