Chapter 59 New Misunderstanding

• His tissue injuries had finally healed, enabling him to stand up, albeit with a staggering gait, as though his legs had been out of use for an eternity. His movements were shaky, but after standing for a few moments and shaking his legs slightly, Maverick eventually regained his stability.
• Turning his focus to his dislocated shoulder, Maverick gripped it firmly with his left hand and staggered toward the wall. With a deep grunt, he slammed his shoulder against the solid surface, his face twisting in pain as beads of sweat trickled down his brow. The dislocated bone was forced back into place with an audible pop.
• Pain was no stranger to him; he'd grown accustomed to it. However, that didn’t imply he couldn’t feel it—on the contrary, the agony he experienced was far more intense. The stronger his body became, the more sensitive it was to stimuli. This heightened sensitivity extended to even the lightest touch, faintest sound, or slightest scent, making his control over his body exceptional. Yet this also meant the pain he felt was exponentially greater—threefold that of an ordinary human.