The core cracked, not physically, but spiritually. His will punched through, and the chaotic energy, having no other path, flooded into his soul. For a terrifying moment, he thought he had failed, that he had just broken his own mind.
Then, the notifications came, not one, but two, flashing in rapid succession.
[Unsanctioned skill forging has been forcefully completed.]
[New Skill Acquired: [Mind's Eye Lv. -1].]
[An unexpected resonance has occurred between the Host's core and the target's primal life force.]
[Bonus Skill Acquired: [Predator's Instinct Lv. -1].]
He blinked, and the world was different. He could see the faint, shimmering auras of the hunters, the dim glow of the rampaging lizards, and the bright, chaotic spark of Rebecca next to him. More than that, he could see lines—faint, pulsating red lines—crisscrossing their bodies, highlighting vulnerabilities. He saw Misha on the ridge, a bright red line tracing from her staff, a clear indicator of her next attack.
