The Power of Psychokinesis
Psychokinesis in the Marvel Universe had always been a fascinating force.
Few truly mastered it, and those who did often wielded it with deadly efficiency.
One such master was Ebony Maw—one of Thanos' most fearsome generals.
His control over Psychokinesis was so refined that even Doctor Strange, a Sorcerer Supreme, struggled against him.
He could bend steel like it was clay, move with effortless grace, and disable enemies without lifting a finger.
And yet…
Despite his power, his downfall was pathetic—sucked into the vacuum of space, helpless against the very elements.
Even so, his abilities were undeniable.
Compared to him, Loki and Amora's usage of Psychokinesis could only be described as… underwhelming.
They used it for dramatic flair, not true combat.
For Aaron, however, it was a different story.
With the right training, he could turn Psychokinesis into something far beyond flashy tricks.
Leveling Up – A Shock to Amora
Amora had expected Aaron to struggle.
She thought it would take him days, weeks, maybe even months to fully grasp the basics of Psychokinesis.
But what happened next…
Shocked her to the core.
With intense focus, Aaron quickly increased his mastery—
[Psychokinesis proficiency +1]
[Psychokinesis proficiency +1]
The more he practiced, the smoother his control became.
Soon, an invisible force erupted from around him.
A sudden shockwave blasted outward, catching Amora off guard.
She stumbled backward, her elegant long skirt billowing in the surge of power.
Had she not been wearing tight black leather pants underneath, she might have lost more than just her balance.
Her golden hair whipped around as she gave Aaron an annoyed glare.
But Aaron?
He was unmoved.
This…
This was the true power of Psychokinesis.
Rather than wasting effort on hand-to-hand combat, magic could be transformed into pure force, striking everything in the vicinity.
It was a rarity among Asgardian sorcerers.
Why?
Because it consumed too much energy.
Asgardian mages preferred efficiency—using their accumulated magic sparingly.
Most would rather use enchanted weapons or direct spells than waste their energy on something so costly.
Even Loki, with his royal Frost Giant bloodline, only used Psychokinesis in special situations.
Which raised an interesting thought—
Could it be that Irene, the strict and knowledgeable instructor, never bothered to learn Psychokinesis not because she couldn't, but because she saw it as inefficient?
For most mages, that logic made sense.
But for Aaron?
Efficiency be damned.
He was determined to master it.
Fine-Tuning the Power
To test his control, Aaron summoned a dagger—one similar to Loki's signature weapons.
Raising his right hand, he channeled his willpower.
At first, the dagger wobbled in midair, tilting left and right as he struggled to stabilize it.
But after a few moments—
It steadied.
Under his mental guidance, the dagger began circling around him like a silent predator.
Faster.
Sharper.
More precise.
Finally, Aaron pointed in a direction and flicked his wrist.
"Go!"
With a sharp swish, the dagger shot forward like a bullet, piercing its target effortlessly.
Then, with a mere thought, the dagger returned to him.
Aaron nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad."
Not great yet… but a strong start.
Psychokinesis was full of potential, but at his current level, it was limited by both skill and mana reserves.
Still—
It looked cool as hell.
No wonder Loki used it so often.
Sometimes, style mattered too.
Flight? Not Yet…
With his confidence growing, Aaron decided to try something even more ambitious.
Could he… lift himself?
Focusing his energy, he channeled Psychokinesis around his body.
Slowly…
He hovered.
A few centimeters…
Then a few more.
But—
That was it.
He wobbled unsteadily in midair, barely keeping himself afloat.
Full-fledged flight?
Impossible.
He sighed in frustration.
"Damn, I need more magic power."
He needed an external energy source if he wanted to take this to the next level.
But that was a problem for later.
For now…
He turned to Amora, who had been watching everything in silence.
Amora's Shock and Jealousy
Amora blinked, her emerald eyes full of disbelief.
She had been observing him carefully.
The precise control of the dagger.
The shockwave that caught her off guard.
The levitation attempt that, while incomplete, was still impressive for a beginner.
And yet…
Aaron wasn't even satisfied.
He sighed, as if what he had done wasn't enough.
"Is this… the burden of a magical genius?"
Amora pursed her lips, feeling something unusual—
Jealousy.
The fact that he was learning so fast, while she had spent decades perfecting her magic…
It stung.
She shook her head, snapping herself out of it.
She couldn't let herself drown in envy.
Not now.
Instead, she needed to regain control of the situation.
Putting on her usual alluring smile, she crossed her arms and spoke in a playful tone:
"Well, little genius, I must admit—"
"Your magical ability is… impressive."
She flipped her hair and added with a smirk:
"But don't get cocky! You're still a long way from matching me."
"And besides, Psychokinesis isn't even that impressive! I know plenty of magic that's far superior."
That wasn't entirely true—
She was just trying to redirect the conversation before Aaron's rapid progress drove her insane.
Her gaze softened as she took a step closer, her voice turning sweet and inviting.
"Little genius… wouldn't you like to learn more?"
Aaron narrowed his eyes slightly.
He saw right through her.
She was flustered—trying to distract from the fact that she had just witnessed something incredible.
But—
That was fine.
He still wanted more knowledge.
"Yes!" Aaron nodded without hesitation.
Amora's lips curled into a victorious smile.
"Good boy."
"Come, let big sister teach you something truly special."
"The second magic is…"
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