It was as if his senses screamed at him, compelling him to consume, to devour.
The dried-up dead body of the bandit lay before him. Talon should have felt disgusted, but all he felt was hunger.
"You finally feel it, now is the important part, focus and endure."
Number Six remarked, but his voice went unheard by Talon, who was consumed by nothing but the insatiable hunger and overwhelming pain.
Both of these sensations tore at his body, leaving him in agonizing torment.
As he reached out to touch the body of the bandit, he felt his Mistborn gift activate.
The hunger intensified as the ability surged within him.
With a touch, he sensed a small drop of his chroma reserves shifting, and the fog began to seep from his body.
As it did, the fog started to envelop the body of the dead bandit.
