This chapter was complete.
Rex was in the Kingdom of Gilneas and knew nothing of what had happened in the Alterac Mountains. After finishing his practice with Blink, he began waiting for the information gathered by the intelligence department.
Practicing Blink was not difficult. After spending some time on it, Rex had essentially mastered it. Taking his mastery any further, however, was impossible. A skill granted by a treasure was ultimately inferior to a mage's own Blink. One came from equipment, while the other came from personal understanding. There was a fundamental difference between the two.
A skill granted by equipment had an inherent ceiling. After all, no matter how much one studied or experimented, the skill still came from the equipment.
Even if one understood most of the principles behind Blink and studied them thoroughly, it would be useless. The equipment's limitations made it impossible to improve the skill any further.
Mages were different. If they began to grasp the essence of Blink and eventually achieved a decisive breakthrough in their understanding, they could strengthen the skill. They might, for instance, increase the distance they could Blink or shorten the interval between uses.
But understanding Blink thoroughly was no easy matter. Its essence was tied to space, after all. Completely comprehending it was impossible.
Space was as mysterious and unfathomable as time. Even the Bronze Dragonflight, a powerful race that governed time, could explain some theories about it, but asking them to go into greater depth was clearly another matter.
After all, their command of time did not come from studying and fully understanding it. Their abilities were innate. Even the first generation of the Bronze Dragonflight had received those powers from someone else. Since those abilities had been bestowed rather than acquired through their own efforts, a veil