{Name: Ethan Crowe
Title: Lord of Beasts
Titled Rank: C
Strength: 30
Speed: 35
Stamina: 31
MP: 75
Beasts: 4/4}
"I mean, it's pretty good," Ethan murmured while comfortably huddled against Wolfy's thick black fur, the giant Fenrir serving as both bodyguard and living blanket against the freezing winds of the tundra.
His gaze swept over the numbers.
Compared to when he'd first awakened, they were insane, especially his mana.
However, it wasn't by chance that it was comfortably his highest attribute. It was the stat he relied on and trained the most by constantly exhausting his mana and pushing himself to the brink, before then using Beast Recovery.
Over...
And over...
And over again.
His mana core almost behaved like a muscle. The more he strained it before allowing it to recover, the stronger it gradually became. Not to mention, every single stat point the System had ever awarded him had gone directly into MP.
But he didn't regret that decision in the slightest.
