Ethan's eyes lit up—not with anger, but with sharp awareness and interest.
"So that's how it is…"
This power wasn't a one-off.
If he could fully break it down—
It could trigger a fundamental shift in his own abilities.
The second attacker lunged at him.
Ethan didn't give him the chance.
His power surged, swallowing the enemy in an instant.
A heartbeat later—
The body tore apart.
Energy unraveled.
The bloodline was ripped clean from the core.
That strange, twisted force poured into Ethan without resistance.
He closed his eyes and took a slow breath.
As the energy flowed through him, it brought a strange, subtle smoothness—not violent, but like an invisible lubricant easing the friction between his internal systems.
Bloodline, energy, mental force…
Parts of him that had always operated separately were now syncing, meshing together like gears finally locking into place.
"Just as I thought."
Ethan opened his eyes, calm and focused.
This wasn't a burst-type power.
