We arrived at the edge of the cliff. The laboratory stood on its rocky island, a dark silhouette under the moon.
"So, what's your plan to get in?" Yoo-Na asked.
"The infiltration will be simple," I said as I got out of the car. "But it won't be in spiritual form. It's too risky. If my body is discovered, it's all over. We're going in physically."
I closed my eyes and concentrated. I activated my new skill, MRC.
I thought back to the guards I had seen during my reconnaissance. I visualized their faces, their uniforms, their builds.
My body began to change. My bones cracked, my muscles rearranged. It was a dull pain, but bearable now.
In a few seconds, I was transformed. I had the face of one of the mercenaries. I had even recreated their uniform from my own clothes. It was a perfect disguise.
Yoo-Na looked at me, shocked. "You... you can do that?"