[00 Months: 06 Days: 08 Hours]
'Careful, Mikey, careful.'
My heart thudded in my chest as I took a slow, steady breath, focusing my gaze on the man before me.
I expected any Survivor from Earth that I met to be stronger than the Natives here, especially if he led the bandits, but the power this man exuded seemed almost unreal.
It felt overwhelming.
I had to size him up. But I needed to be smart about it.
Conserving energy was key. I had to be ready for anything, especially a fight.
'That meant I have to use my
But it came with a price. The drain on my energy was significant.
So, I decided to just use the first form of the Skill - it would only give me the target's name and Level, but it was better than nothing.
My eyes flickered and then it was like I was seeing through a different lens. The world dimmed, everything but the target fading into insignificance.
