The octopus's crimson eyes glowed like twin dying suns. The entire sea seemed to tremble as that baleful light intensified.
Ethan felt a suffocating premonition. His mind processed it in less than a heartbeat.
Damn it.
He recognized the aura instantly—an amplification skill. But this wasn't an ordinary boost. He could feel the scale of the surge, how reality itself seemed to warp around those burning pupils. Five times amplification, minimum.
Two spears of light erupted from the octopus's gaze. Red laser beams so bright the sky turned white where they passed.
Even before the beams fully formed, Ethan's instincts were screaming at him. His mind calculated faster than any machine ever built. He could feel every atom of that attack, could predict every trajectory and outcome. If those beams touched him, there would be nothing left to regenerate. Not a molecule.
Even the Supercity miles behind him would vanish in a single flash if he tried to dodge sideways.
