Just from LaCroix's expression, I can safely assume, that my new ability looked quite stunning, or well maybe fear inducing. I'm really hoping for the latter, but I didn't really have a good way to measure it, now did I? In an attempt to make myself look even more threatening, I started stretching, and cracking my knuckles, as well as several other joints in my body.
This would've definitely done the job for most enemies, but in this case it didn't really amount to anything. I was still facing a high-ranking member of a seemingly pretty big organization, that was lead by none other, than one of the top heroes, also known as my father, Sthorm. This single bit of information gave me quite a few ideas regarding my past, ads it was way too logical, and not at all confusing.
"Powering up? Good choice, Avidité. Or should I say Avidita?" he said slightly condescendingly.
