Reality folded around him as Abyssal Steps tore through space, carrying him across distances that most people couldn't follow.
[Thunder Mantle Active]
Lightning crackled across his body in patterns that left afterimages burning in the air.
The world blurring past as he ran through the forest while using spatial manipulation, allowing him to travel at inhuman speeds.
Jack covered the distance in a couple hours.
His golden eyes locked onto the largest tent in the encampment.
It was covered in expensive silk.
No guards were present because everyone had already died.
Annabelle was inside.
He could feel it with certainty that transcended normal senses.
Four guards stood watch.
They never saw him coming.
[Infernal Conversion Active]
Black scales erupted across his skin like armor growing from within.
Obsidian plates that drank light covering every inch of exposed flesh from neck to fingertips.
His hands became claws.
He hit the tent's exterior wall at full speed.
