"Finally!" Aurelian smirked, his obsidian eyes locked on the notification that blinked in front of him as he drained his seed deep into Lena's pussy.
[Ding! C-rank talent, Iron Skin, has been replicated! Your skin is your armor. With a thought, conjure a shield of defense to encapsulate your being, shielding you from blades and attacks for a while.]
"Was wondering when I would get one of those..." he breathed raggedly, his cock slipping out of Lena's pussy, his eyes scanning the newly replicated talent.
A defensive one, it was a new trophy to his collection. Besides, he already had a growing arsenal of attacking abilities; this ought to turn out real useful. He smirked, draping back his robe and cloak.
Now all that left one thing, he mused, feeling anticipation bubbling deep within, sparked alone by the thought.
"Merging time!" He had long decided to merge the illusion talent with his Embers of Spectral Death talent.
