SHIING.
Professor Broussard pulled at his side, unearthing a thin rapier that reflected beneath the crystalline lights of the shining gems in the surroundings.
Rumble.
The shaking in the ground was growing more and more feverish.
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[Elen Broussard (—)]
[Level: 30]
[Physical: XXX]
>[Strength: XXX]
>[Constitution: XXX]
>[Dexterity: XXX]
>[Speed: XXX]
[Mental: XXX]
>[Intelligence: XXX]
>[Wisdom: XXX]
>[Charisma: XXX]
[Will: XXX]
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Sylas had long since figured out just what the "XXX" mark meant. It didn't just mean that he couldn't observe it—those cases came with question marks. Instead… it meant that his current version of the system was unable to translate it properly.
What did that mean?
It meant that Professor Broussard's stats had already been shifted to a state beyond the Summoning—a state where Earth had already succeeded and their system adjusted to fuse with that of the world around them.
