Damon had always had low mana.
Which was fine—his class didn't actually need a lot of it. Still, it was funny how things had changed. These days, he gained mana so easily that he often found himself on the verge of saying:
"Damn, I have too much mana."
Well… he did lose it quite easily too, so he didn't say that.
Now that he was stronger, weaker enemies barely gave him any stat points, but he still remembered the last time he'd tested his mana.
Thirty.
Just thirty.
'The academy's weakest… right, that was my moniker.'
Now? He had a lot.
The real question was—should he show them everything? Or boost it with [5x] and drop a nuke of a number just to mess with them?
He weighed the options. Show off and shock everyone… or hold back and avoid unnecessary attention?
'But… I already stand out,' Damon thought, half-smirking. 'I'll get in trouble whether I reveal my power or not…'
