Skill Transfer

"Wow, I thought I was going to die…."

Isera dispelled Stealth and let out a sigh of relief in my arms. Judging by her still-nervous expression, she must have been thoroughly frightened.

[The copied <Stealth> has disappeared as the time limit expires.]

My Stealth also wore off, revealing me in midair.

"Thanks, oppa. As expected, you're the best. But how did you know?"

"Beats me. Should I call it intuition?"

It was the animal instinct anyone developed after spending about ten years rolling around in this fucked-up world with their life on the line.

In particular, the sixth sense that had expanded when my combined stats surpassed 400 had honed it even further.

So it wasn't easy to catch me off guard.

"You weren't hurt anywhere, right?"...