The Sanguine Accelerator's crimson glow dimmed to a steady pulse. The sensation was intoxicating, but he forced himself to focus on the necessities rather than the addictive rush of dominance.
But numbers mattered in warfare, and facing ten thousand enemies, even with his newfound power, required more than just another increase of stats. Jack's gaze shifted to Corvin, who had finished consuming the basilisk heart and was now preening his midnight feathers with obvious satisfaction.
The great raven's violet eyes held intelligence that went far beyond animal instinct, but Jack could sense the limitations in their bond. Corvin was powerful, but not powerful enough for what lay ahead.
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