As the storm settled and Ethan stepped down from the ring, his breath steadying, Sophia approached him with sharp eyes and a mind full of questions.
"What was that you did out there?" she asked, her voice low and direct. "I didn't know you had more than one ability."
Ethan turned to her with a calm smile, one corner of his mouth twitching upward.
He could see it—the curiosity burning behind her composed expression.
She wasn't just surprised—she was analyzing him, breaking down every move he made during the fight. She knew his ability was related to Force, and what she saw in the arena went far beyond that.
Lightning. Wind. A transformation that altered his physical form.
None of it lined up with what she understood of his ability.
In her head, a string of thoughts unraveled:
'Was the transformation responsible for the new abilities? Or were those powers separate? Could he be some kind of hybrid?
Or… is that transformation a catalyst?'
She needed answers.
