Leo Shaw stood up slowly, the cooling mud of the clearing sloughing off his custom charcoal suit in clumps. He offered a faint, satisfied smile to the rising moon, his amethyst eyes still crackling with the residual static of the Nihility Divine Thunder. Within the pressurized sanctuary of his own mind, he was running a rapid tactical diagnostic on his performance.
The leap from Tier 1 to Tier 2 had not merely been a numerical increase in his Spirit Power output; it had been a fundamental evolution of his combat philosophy. In the Metahuman World, there was a traditional saying regarding the canine-type Mutant Beasts: they possessed "copper heads, iron bones, and tofu waists." An Alpha Bloodthirsty Moon Wolf usually took that idiom to its extreme—its skull was reinforced with natural Spir
