'Time to practice the techniques I got from the Citadel,' Max told himself, casting aside the matter of the Floor of Inheritance for now. There was no use obsessing over something he wasn't ready for.
What he could do right now was improve. And the techniques he had acquired from the Citadel—those were weapons that could sharpen his strength. There were two techniques, and both were exceptional.
The first was the Star Flame Art, a flame technique unlike any other. Its concept was weight—not just in mass, but in impact.
According to the technique's description, flames weren't just about heat, destruction, or devouring. With this art, one could compress the very essence of flame, layering its weight until it became a crushing force of nature.
