CH109 Runic Camera
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Groan~
Alex was dead tired by the time he finally returned to his lodging nestled in the back mountain of Ashen Castle.
His entire body ached—muscles sore from moving in ways they'd never been forced to move before. Every step he took felt like he was dragging a body double behind him.
Even after hours of dedicated practice, all he had achieved was a rudimentary imitation of Earl Drake's fluid movements.
As it turned out, having perfect recall of how someone moved didn't mean your body would automatically follow suit.
Still, he had an advantage.
Thanks to his Battle Instinct, Alex had at least managed to scrape together a basic approximation of the Abyssal Conqueror's Steps. The instinct didn't do the work for him, but it offered subtle nudges—tiny adjustments that nudged his motions closer to what was needed.
And that... was enough.
As they always said: The hardest part is getting started.
