The few small flowers in the vase used as decoration on the desk gradually took on the appearance of withering and dying...
Finally, Ronan opened his eyes.
"To plunge oneself into despair is to bring even greater despair to the opponent..."
Ronan murmured, then reached out to rub his brow and temples, trying hard to shake off the depressing and suffocating despair in his mind.
"That's enough for today, thinking any more might drive me mad..."
It felt like there was a stone in Ronan's heart, heavy and indescribably uncomfortable.
He checked his panel and saw that the [Ice Ball Skill - Desperate Ice Seal] had a Master Level Proficiency boost of a whopping twenty points!
If it were purely through spell practice, it would take at least half a month.
Ronan picked up his already cold mint tea and drank it down, smacking his lips, feeling the tea influenced by his own aura of despair had turned exceptionally bitter and harsh.
