In his path were Ratface and Brutus. A couple other guys had tried to get in his way but he dealt with them efficiently. He couldn't tell whether it was pure adrenaline or it was his increased stats that were at play now but even he knew he had leveled up. Far beyond what even he could imagine.
As Zafron advanced towards Brutus and Ratface, his face etched with rage and sheer intentions to kill whoever stands in his path, a menu appeared before his eyes:
[Skill successfully activated]
[...]
[Slime manipulation active]
With that, Zafron clenched his fist tighter and he began feeling a warmth spreading across his palm and fingers.
Ratface sneered, oblivious to the change. "Look at 'im, Brutus. Thinks he can scare us with a mean look."
But Brutus's eyes widened, his bravado faltering for a moment. "Uh, Ratface... you seein' what I'm seein'?"
