Ray was very satisfied.

No matter how small a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat—and an ability was still an ability.

He wasn't picky.

Yesterday it had been Cyrus; today it was an unnamed old man. These two abilities expanded the maximum range of his spatial perception and spatial severing by another two meters, though his spatial portal and spatial exile showed no change.

There was also no sign of a fifth ability budding.

Ray desperately wanted a fifth power, preferably teleportation. Un