Frost-Elder Kaelor clawed at the frozen shingle with his iron-clad fingers.
Blood and snot smeared across his white mustache as he twisted his head toward Kaelen’s deck chair.
“You insolent dog,” Kaelor wheezed, his voice bubbling with bloody phlegm. “My core is forged from five hundred years of abyssal frost! It has no flaws!”
Kaelen took another slow sip of roasted barley tea.
Deep inside his sea of consciousness, he released the seal on Track 4.
[The Fallow Slate: Stage 5] [Track 4 (Comprehension): 240h -> CASH OUT (241x)] [Active Burst Window: 5 Minutes (1,205 Baseline Hours Equivalent)]
Two hundred and forty hours of comprehension accumulation ignited into a clean, golden flame.
Under the 241x multiplier, five real minutes expanded into one thousand two hundred and five baseline hours of effortless analysis.
