[Looting available.]
Alvian didn't hesitate. He reached down, his hand glowing with the extraction light of the system.
[You have acquired: Ring of the Void Sovereign (Legendary)]
[You have acquired: Skill Book - [Gravity Well] (S-Rank)]
[You have acquired: Syndicate Master Keycard.]
He didn't check the stats. Not yet. His instincts, sharpened by years of surviving in a dead future, were screaming at him. The air didn't feel lighter. The mana in the atmosphere wasn't dissipating; it was stagnating. It felt heavy, oily, and suffocating.
"Alvian!"
Valeria came running across the cracked marble of the plaza, her silver armor battered and stained with soot, but her stride powerful. Seraphina materialized from a shadow next to him, panting heavily, her daggers dripping with black ichor. Even Arin, the cowardly mage, hobbled over, his robes singed but his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and adrenaline.
