Vinceral Forest, Midnight
The forest was deathly still, cloaked in a heavy darkness that swallowed all light.
Snow blanketed the ground in a cold hush and it is falling down from the sky non-stop. Nothing was visible—but Leon walked forward without hesitation as his skill was activated.
His breath didn't fog in the freezing air. His body, unnaturally warm. His vision, sharper than any other humans should be. He was studying his status screen as he walked forward:
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[Name: Leon Luster]
[Class: Alchemist]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 11]
[Mana: 2300/2300 (+100)]
[HP: 1100/1100]
Skills:
[Skill Crafter (F)], [Inspect (C)], [Adaptive Body (S)], [Minor Healing (F2)], [Trap (F)], [Inventory (F3)], [Blind Spot (F)],
[Touch of Lust (F4)], [Loose Grip (F)], [Adrenaline Rush (F)], [Lustful Thoughts (F)], [Potion Crafter (F {S-Cap})], [Alchemy (F)]
