Leo's [Weapon Master]—an intuitive, adaptive fighting style that let him wield anything like it was an extension of himself.
Together, they were monsters.
Separately, they were strong.
But against Avi?
Avi made them kill each other's reflections.
Because he copied both.
...And now it seems he's going to copy my talent.
"Hahahah… You should have hid your talent from me," Avi said, his voice cracking with laughter and something deeper—greed, maybe. Or hunger.
"Now it's mine."
The world tilted for a second.
Lan pulsed in warning. A subtle twitch in my wrist, like a whisper only I could hear.
Then I felt it.
That shift again.
He was copying my Talent.
But that was fine.
I knew he'd try to copy it.
So I wasn't all that worried to begin with.
Because what he didn't understand was that copying my Talent…
Was the biggest mistake of his life.
He wasn't fighting Ryen.
He wasn't up against Leo.
He was facing me.
