Dimensional Descent

"Your ability isn't bad, big chested beauty. Did we strike a nerve?"

Sael's ability wasn't one that was publicly known. It was often difficult to tell what a person's ability was unless it was far too outside the norm. Something like the combination of techniques Sael had just used were most definitely too out there to not be an ability.

Her eye technique, especially, made Aphestus quite serious despite the grin on his face. She had only landed two of those tattoos on him, but just those two was enough to cut his Force circulation down by 20%. Whether it was his Force control or output, it all took a hit.

Beyond that, Aphestus' instincts also told him that landing these tattoos also allowed Saels to see through his Force circulation as well, as though she had a connection to them. While her tattoos were hindering his Force circulation, she could sense this flow and predict his next action based on this.

It was truly a fearsome ability, indeed worthy of coming from a top disciple of Valiant Hall. In fact, if it wasn't for the lack of destructive ability, Aphestus would feel that this ability was even better than Raylion's. If Aphestus was honest, Sael's ability might even be at a higher evolutionary stage than Raylion's too.

But, there was a difference between Sael and Raylion…

Aphestus grinned a toothy grin when Sael didn't respond.

"I guess it's about time I get serious. It's a shame, big chested beauty… You would think you would have realized by now that a fancier ability doesn't necessarily make you more powerful."

At that moment, the change to Aphestus' eyes set, his eyes glowing with a radiant yellow as the sun continued to set.

His muscles wiggled and writhed, seemingly intent on bursting out from Aphestus' tanned layer of skin.

If Sael's ability made her a radiant diamond, Aphestus ability was just a copper coin found by the road side.

Sael could use all these beautiful tattoos and flower petals. As for Aphestus, his ability was known simply from its title: Beast Mimicry.

[Author's note: stay away Kiba]

Aphestus could copy the physique of any beast he consumed the meat of into a humanoid figure. It allowed him their agility, their flexibility, their strength and their instincts all in a human form.

Of course, he could do this with beasts only powerful to a certain limit. Or, rather, the more powerful the beast, the more of its meat he would need. Even a lower level beast would need tens of carcasses for him to devour.

beast, he didn't. Rather, there was just one beast he liked to consume. One of the

The Black Patterned Jaguar.

grew,

Sael's pupils constricted.

BANG!

Aphestus' feet cracked, the wind pressure of his sudden movement blowing the vines that had been

a flash, he appeared

of his dagger, aiming for his head. She didn't block in the slightest. She directly pitted her determination against Aphestus' as though she couldn't sense the blade

dropped

if the trajectory of her punch were to continue, she would mere take a small chunk of Aphestus' shoulder. But, if she didn't

another petal. This was her true goal. As long as this tattoo landed, a 30%

almost instantaneously, Aphestus' strike came to a

jaguar, his muscles flexed all at once, his body hopping to

Sael's irises stopped rotating, but there was no

expected, the flower pattern had to travel through the air to land, making it avoidable.

down in a combination of

the ground. But,

to lift her foot to take another step back and reposition herself for a counter, the split

his daggers sweeping across and causing arcs of crimson

that Aphestus almost ripped her chest band

next instant she winced, feeling a deep slice run through

Gersan roared

was relentless. The moment Sael suffered her first injury, it wasn't long before she suffered a second, then a third. As though a beast cornering their prey, Aphestus'

lethal killing machine. His close combat ability was off the charts. His reaction time, his combination attacks, his counters. Each was more furious

all of Sael's vines alone with her own arms and feet simultaneously. A single one of his strikes could sever a vine and counter her blade infused punches. A single

was near instantaneous, and it only occurred to a single mistake,

of experts, this was all

that unshed tears brimmed at her eyes. However, what did fall wasn't those tears, but rather the blood from her popped blood vessels as she tried again and again to use her ability, only for Aphestus to