[Mirabella's Soul Sea.]
"But how? How can I gain Passive skills?" Mirabella muttered, resting her chin in her palm as she paced across the shimmering surface of her inner consciousness. The ocean of her mind reflected a sky filled with the constellations of her own power, yet it felt cluttered.
"Forget it... I can't think of anything. Maybe I am just exhausted." She sighed, the weight of the Abyss still pressing on her spirit. With a flick of her wrist, she dismissed the overwhelming blue system screen that hovered before her.
"I will sleep for now..." She whispered, her consciousness receding into a deep, meditative slumber within the core of her soul, leaving Adira to keep watch over the silent, glowing tides.
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[In the Real World.]
The expedition moved steadily along the dusty trade route. The afternoon sun was relentless, beating down on the armored riders.
