He rolled his shoulder once, and tightened his grip further.
The old body felt like a muscle car. Raw power pushed through, but control was rough.
This one felt more like a race car—balanced, responsive, built to follow his intent.
The trade was worth it.
His gaze swept around the storage room.
Still quiet.
Still empty.
But staying here too long wasn't ideal. Sooner or later, this place would also become part of the search area.
He doubted that the Federation would just let this matter go, considering how much resources they invested.
'This can actually work in my favor.'
Right now, none of them would think to search for a human, believing that Lex already became a monster.
That misunderstanding gave him an opportunity to hide in plain sight while he planned his next hunt.
'Speaking of points.' His gaze landed on Luke's organ.
He opted not to eat it before because he was wary of any side effects it might cause while he was in a stable state.
