After a very important talk regarding the Heavenly Banquet with Vitriol, I was back to bathe in my daily freedom.
"Man, I barely feel any drawback from surveying the entire Endia's Grave now."
The upgraded Unspoiled Farsight felt different now—not just in scope, but in the way it sat within me, like a second set of eyes that had finally learned how to blink on their own.
Before the essence infusion, using it always required a deliberate act of will, a conscious reach outward.
Now it responded the way breathing did, something that happened without needing to think about it.
The clairvoyant range extended far beyond what I had previously tested, and where my focal point used to strain against distance like a rope pulled taut, it now glided like a free kite.
Without minding much, I pushed that focal point westward, past the wasteland perimeter I had grown familiar with, until I found the far western border of Endia's Grave that was mentioned in my latest Random Vision.
