He flicked back to it with a mental twitch, and two entries held his gaze like anchors.
▶ [Predatory Focus] – 800 SP
Single target. Tunnel vision. Kill switch.
→ Boosts combat efficiency against one enemy.
→ Reduces environmental distraction.
▶ [Tactile Perception] – 600 SP
Every touch maps intention. Anticipate muscle tension, movement patterns, and spatial pressure.
→ Increases accuracy in close combat.
→ Weak points become more apparent.
He didn't even need to ask.
The synergy was obvious.
Predatory Focus was the engine—full commitment, no hesitation, pressure applied like a scalpel pressed to a heartbeat.
Tactile Perception was the compass—every twitch, every breath, every shift in balance mapped in real-time. Reflexes didn't fire in fear—they struck with certainty.
Together?
Together they made a butcher.
Or a surgeon, depending on how pretty he wanted the kill to look.
Damien's eyes gleamed.
