Ethan nodded and uttered the incantation that had become second nature to him. "Devour."
As soon as he spoke the word, a deep hunger surged through his body, a primal urge compelling him to devour the basilisk without hesitation.
His body moved almost on its own, driven by the instincts cultivated by the Heart of the Apex.
His teeth pierced the thick flesh of the basilisk, and as he chewed, the creature's immense strength seemed to flow directly into him.
Each bite infused him with new strength, a cooling energy flowing through his muscles, providing power and resilience. In moments, the basilisk's body vanished entirely, leaving behind only blood and bones as proof of its existence.
Ethan felt his body filled with fresh power. The feeling was immensely satisfying, as if he had been blessed with new strength and energy.
