Enveloped in a dense, impenetrable fog, Tucker sat cross-legged, his form barely distinguishable as more shadow than substance.
Amidst the murk, he delved deep into the rhythms of nature, his mind weaving through the complexities of the newly acquired forbidden spell—the Steam·Light Feather Blade—elevated to five-star status upon his ascent to the eighth level. This formidable morphological ability not only enhanced his speed and agility but had also transformed into a versatile weapon for both attack and defense. Now a quintessential element of his arsenal, it allowed him to harness the energies of light and flame, amplifying his power beyond the sum of its parts.
Tucker, absorbed in the intricacies of his spell, barely noticed the shift in the atmosphere as a powerful presence intruded upon the fog. The sound of labored breathing broke through his concentration. Standing swiftly, he turned toward the source.