Domination!

That instinct—he now saw it as a life-saving skill.

With that alone, a person could even fight blindfolded…

But to truly benefit from it, one had to be fast, have high agility, sharp reflexes, and a reaction time that could rival lightning. Because without that, even sensing danger wouldn't save you—you'd just die knowing

Leon began to wonder.

Had he reincarnated? Or transmigrated—like the novels he used to read on Zach's phone?

Or… could it be both?

If so, which life was the one where he had learned or seen that flying skill?

His past life… or the life before he got transmigrated?

Whatever the answer—he needed it. Soon.

Because whatever memories were locked away inside him, they might hold something important… something that could save his life.

His thoughts were broken when he looked up again—and this time, he saw it.

The raven.

Diving.