Plap... Plap... Plap....
Velmora gently patted Nathan's Private Blade— like a mother dusting off her child's pillow.
Nathan swallowed hard.
Even though it was just light pats, the sensation was still oddly pleasant—especially when Velmora occasionally blew on it again before patting it once more.
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Meanwhile, inside the Tower, on the 10th floor...
Sophia still had no intention of leaving.
She kept killing every monster in her path.
She was beginning to learn about mana, EXP, skills— concepts that once bored her, now became her obsession.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations. You've reached Level 30]
Sophia stood there, her fist still clenched after punching a four-legged monster to death. She let out a breath— then slowly opened her hand.
Is this power enough… to climb all the way to the top of this damn Tower?
She stared at her palm, quietly questioning herself.
