Victor woke up in a pained daze. And he could feel that his eyes were swollen from a heavy blow to the face. He cringed at the pain—
"Finally. You are awake." Krysta said.
"Dammit!….. I blew my chance at a surprise attack." Victor realized immediately. Oddly enough the interaction reminded him of Imani's assessment of him back on the train.
His strength neutered his intelligence. Something he'd have to work on sooner than later. Especially considering his recent realizations.
"Can't take on a military super-empire as a simpleton." Victor thought. Then he once again considered Imani's words. "What's the intelligent way out of this? I could send a pulse wave, but I would risk setting off any devices or shorting out the power and surrendering myself to anyone with nocturnal abilities. My powers are sensory based now, but they're still new. So….. don't use my powers first. Use my head. Use..."
"Are you sick, kitty? What's the hold up." Krysta asked.
