Intermidiate Level

He clenched his teeth as soon as he ingested the liquid radiant aether. The raw essence of the Way surged through his channels, burning through them in an icy cold feeling, inflicting damage instantly.

The fate marks on his left arm lurched to life, churning around his arm, the runic patterns twisting to accommodate the power running through his veins.

"It was just one drop," he said through gritted teeth. Of course, it was one drop of something only transcendent rankers could deal with. Thankfully, with his semi-transcendent nature and the Radiance power within the elixir, it would be enough to keep him alive and kicking during the process.

"Do not try to invest the power into your core," Ariha said as she studied him. She stood up after a couple of seconds. She had seen what she needed to. "It will take half a day, at the very least. Try to cycle the energy through your apertures and channels as much as possible."