Prime Skill—Mind Slip!
There was a sea of information bubbling forth before him, seemingly sentient, surprising him, 'Even information could become a living being?'
The information cluster had taken a form similar to an Empyrean Tusk, roaming about in the space it dwelled. Inala appeared before it and touched it, noticing it resisted in response. "Don't bother!"
He grunted and absorbed a portion of its information, taking a breather before absorbing another portion. The information cluster tried to enter his mind in an instant and destroy him, the same as it did to the Empyrean Zinger.
But the Mind Slip Prime Skill was like a powerful filter that blocked it, only allowing portions of its body to seep through as Inala intended. Half a day later, he finished absorbing its entirety, muttering after comprehending it a bit, "Dance of Annihilation?"
"A dance?" He frowned, "That's the Mammoth Ancestor's legacy?"
