Ethan adjusted the sleek black training suit Helena had given him, letting his fingers glide over the fabric.
"This is pretty good," he muttered under his breath.
The material impressed him. It was lightweight, flexible, and yet firm enough to feel secure. It moved with him like a second skin, tailored not just to fit, but to adapt. He could sense the subtle energy lines woven into the suit, designed for high-intensity combat.
"I could enhance this with magic," he said quietly. "That would be insane."
His body had changed, more than he realized. With his Strength, Speed, and Endurance now well beyond normal human limits, he looked like someone molded for battle. His muscles were defined but not bulky, and every movement carried a smooth precision.
The added points in Intelligence and Charisma had refined his posture and gaze, giving him a quiet sharpness that made people stop and take notice.
