Student and Mentor 2

In fact, Sett himself hated the ability.

"What's up?" she asked.

"This ability's name is… Murder Soul. I don't like using it, but you asked." He stepped back a few paces, giving himself space. "I need something to kill first." His body blurred in place, him having moved faster than normal sight. 

When he returned, there was a caterpillar in his hand.

"Another ability that has to do with corpses?" she asked, frowning. "Why are you so wary of it?"

Sett didn't hesitate—he crushed the caterpillar with a thought. 

For a moment, nothing happened. 

The corpse twitched. A shimmer passed through it, and from the ruined, bloodied husk, something unnatural emerged.

A butterfly.

But not just any butterfly.