As their conversation continued, Ethan started to understand Celeste a little better.
She had joined the Ninth Division at just fifteen. Her abilities weren't those of a typical fighter, she was something else. A Controller.
Through her, Ethan learned about the hidden world lurking beneath the surface of society. Controllers, in simple terms, were people with unique abilities.
The thing they encountered last night? That was a Mutant.
Mutants could alter their bodies in different ways, adapting to their abilities. Some could morph their limbs into weapons, like the guy they fought yesterday. Others could transform into beasts or take on entirely new forms.
Celeste explained that the one they encountered wasn't particularly strong. He could only change his arm into a blade.
But that blade had a unique ability. The crimson glow surrounding it wasn't just for show, it absorbed blood, converting it into energy. The more he killed, the stronger he became.
