Rule Fragment "Storm," Frostbreath Lake, Insights into Water Rhythm, the Assessment Arrives!

Storm Eye Core.

It was as tranquil as a country lane.

Yet Ian took a deep breath.

His eyes fixed fiercely on the object inside the box before him.

It was nothing more than a cyan crystal.

Plain and unremarkable.

Yet what lay within made Ian's breath stall for an instant.

Inside the crystal, a tiny cyan whirlwind was spinning.

As the whirlwind turned, densely packed rule runes surfaced within it, layered upon layer, nested one inside another, as though swept up by the wind.

And the instant it was taken out—

The windless center of the Storm Eye began to stir with gales, centered around it.

In the blink of an eye—

The gale was already no weaker than the fiercest storms on the Storm Plains, and it was growing stronger at an even faster rate.

"Damn it."

Ian gritted his teeth and immediately shut the box. Only then did the storm gradually subside, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"This is...?"

Only after closing the box did the stunned Ian notice that cyan patterns had somehow appeared all over his arm.

They were not Storm Inscriptions.

They were intense elemental corrosion.

It even felt worse and more painful than the injuries from his earlier Overclocking.

"So this is a Rule Fragment?"

Ian's mouth twitched.

Good thing there was a box. Otherwise, he would not even have been able to take this thing away. He might have been corroded to death by the elements shortly after touching it.

This was far too terrifying.

"No."

Ian shook his head.

This thing had been left behind by Metatron for Wizards who cleared the dreamscape, but the dreamscape itself only reached the Second Ring.

And whether it was the Wind Wings or the previous Wind Crystal Core, both had been