Ethan had a much clearer understanding of Dave now.
After using Beast Recovery and tapping into the flow of mana himself, it clicked.
Dave was not just sitting there meditating for the sake of it. He was constantly drawing in mana from his surroundings, cycling it through his body with every breath, refining it, storing it, and then expelling it all at once when he attacked.
He was always charging.
'In game terms… he's just spamming ultimates,' Ethan thought, glancing at him.
It made sense.
As a C Rank, Dave did not have the raw stats to compete with higher-ranked creatures. So instead, he compensated by maximising output. Every attack he used was essentially everything he had at that moment, refined and compressed into a single devastating burst.
Inefficient in most cases.
But with his level of control?
It worked.
Still, there were things Ethan did not understand.
He glanced sideways.
"Are you blind?" Ethan asked bluntly. "And what's with the floating?"
