The city blurred past Ethan in streaks of grey and steel as he began bolting towards the Gate's location.
'Beast Assimilation: Talon.'
A faint pulse of energy rippled through his body.
His vision sharpened instantly, the world gaining an almost unnatural clarity. Every movement around him slowed just enough for him to process it all: cars shifting lanes, pedestrians turning their heads, distant reflections in glass.
As for his body, it felt incredibly light, almost uncomfortably so.
'My speed is currently 23, then with 15 added from Talon…'
That wasn't just an increase; it was a transformation.
His feet barely touched the pavement as he moved, weaving through streets with fluid precision. To anyone watching, he would look like a blur darting through the city, gliding across the ground effortlessly.
'Almost four times as fast as an athletic untitled.'
And he could feel it: the wind in his face, his steady, deep breathing, the explosiveness of each step.
