"More incoming, Clara."
Adam said from behind her, as the remaining Antmen from the previous wave, alongside another wave of them, followed suit.
Trampling even their injured brothers.
Clara didn't blink.
Instead, she inhaled slowly and steadily. And then exhaled through her nose.
"I see. This is easier than I thought; telekinesis appears... straightforward. I need only direct my gaze upon the object, then apply force...psychic in nature, precisely where I wish to exert influence."
"Hmm, Oui... I want to try that next."
Said Clara, as she raised her forearms, and soon it tensed as muscle began to twitch and spasm, and beneath her sleeves, her skin shifted. A faint ripple passed down her arms, and in seconds, curved bone-like blades pushed their way out from her wrists.
Meanwhile, her feathered blade floated behind her.
Without hesitation.
