Chapter 41 : Round After Round
The hounds regrouped, crimson eyes burning, paws cracking the floor with each step. They didn’t hesitate. As one, they pounced.
Dirga didn’t flinch.
His breath was steady. Focus razor-sharp.
His telekinesis, now at Level 2, moved like a second set of limbs — faster, cleaner, more instinctive. But it was gravity that had truly evolved.
He felt it.
Not just in himself — in the world.
In a ten-meter radius, gravity bent to his will. But now, within a five-meter core, he could create localized gravity centers. No longer just pulling objects toward himself — he could pull them anywhere inside his field.
It was like discovering he had hands he’d never used before.
As the hounds closed in — claws out, maws wide — Dirga reached out with his will.
One meter in front of him, on the floor.
He set a gravity point.