It took less than half a day before Vlad finally opened his eyes. All the exhaustion from the past seven relentless days had vanished entirely, replaced by a profound clarity and renewed vigor that surged vigorously throughout his entire being. His vibrant eyes sparkled with newfound energy, and a smile stretched across his face.
"Hahaha, my stamina truly is amazing," Vlad chuckled heartily, impressed yet again by the astonishing resilience of his True Depravita constitution. But quickly, the laughter subsided, and a determined sharpness filled his gaze once more. Rest was a luxury he could not afford; there was far too much work ahead.
Taking a slow, deep breath, Vlad reached out and carefully grasped his legendary runic pen. He cautiously dipped it into a vial containing shimmering runic agent.
