'It seems… my strength has already touched the very limits of the Expert Rank, and I haven't even used a fraction of the inheritances' power yet,' Max thought, his gaze calm and calculating as he silently assessed his performance.
He could feel it in every movement, in the weight of his strikes, and in the ease with which he had blocked Garry's strongest attacks—his physical strength, speed, and control had all reached a level that pushed against the ceiling of what was possible for someone still within the Expert Rank.
And that was without tapping into even a fraction of the power from the three supreme inheritances he had already mastered to perfection. If he were to activate them—even one—his strength could very well leap into the territory of the Master Rank, where legends walked and few could follow.
