The blue notification envelope hovered in the extreme lower-left corner of Will's vision, its edges bleeding a harsh, static-laced neon into the dim light of the obsidian hut.
Without Genghis Khan's tactical overlay running background optimization algorithms, the raw System interface was aggressively unrefined. The floating text didn't sit cleanly in his field of view; it jittered, the sharp angles of the letters scraping against his retinas and sending a piercing throb through his temples.
Slowly, his charred fingers still trembling from the adrenaline and the heavy silence in his skull, Will focused his intent on the blinking icon.
The prompt snapped open, expanding into a wall of abrasive blue text.
[COMBAT LOG: Level 45 Abyssal Predator Defeated.]
[Massive Experience Flood Detected. Distributing across surviving Vanguard.]
[Level Up.]
[Level Up.]
[Level Up...]
